“I seek out the good but keep my senses on alert but then there are moments when all I want to do is drown in the sea.”

My soul gathers the breaths of my sanity and beholds them in the jar like fireflies on a dark night.

I affirmed that I would choose freedom and valuing my emotions through the ink of my pen and enlightenment of the soul.

Never, ever, again, test me, or else the volcanic eruption of my patience and power can melt you into ashes.

I pledge to gather the dust and particles of my yesteryear’s burnt-out galaxies of memories until they transform into medals of victory in the museum of my life.

Her breaths are filled with magic, and the veins sparkling with his kisses.

I affirm to water my soul soil, cleanse my air, break the cage of flames to warmth and light my path, let water help me flow flawlessly.

I am a mere traveler on the outskirts of this world, tiptoeing and preparing for my eternal home that my mother nurtured me with, that has the scent of paradise and soil of my ancestors.

My guidance is from the rays of hope that are instilled in my pores and from the priceless beams of faith.

My heart metamorphoses with the swift changes of my ever-developing soul and mind.

Life experiences are like pollen grains, scattered and found in the arcades of wounds which are soulless but colorful like a rainbow.

My heartbeats have filled the directions and glory of love that I receive from him, a meaningful positive calm filled aura in being his.

I stood in the face of fear, with the smirk on my face, baiting it to have a go, so that I can embed my soul in the very aura that kept threatening my sanity.

I am a woman who isn’t enough to be held within the box of mediocrity and rules.

I am love, I am seen and felt fully, I am whole and life, I am a voice and a momentum.

I am a woman whose shadows echo life and light in the dark abyss of life.

Her breaths breathe that every encounter with him is a treasure and blessing uplifting her to royalty.

I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.

I’m interested in the gorgeous side of life, but also familiar with the dark side too.

In our darkest moments, when we sin or are disoriented, we always have an appointment with God.

Every time I close my eyes, it’s like a dark paradise.

Art is a leap into the dark.

If the soul is left in darkness sins will be committed. The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but he who causes the darkness

If you could see the earth illuminated when you were in a place as dark as night, it would look to you more splendid than the moon.

Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.