` a glimpse of me `

a poetic soul —
an unbroken flow of words
glimpse from within

— a poet
February 19, 2025

Artist Credits ©Yeimei Wangsa
Instagram @ymei_iem

[THOUGHTS]

For two uninterrupted years, Haiku Sundays had been my sanctuary, a space where words flowed effortlessly, wrapped in lyrical whispers that revealed the depths of my inner world. Yet, in that relentless pursuit of creative expression, I had neglected a crucial aspect of my journey: soulful reflection.

As I delved deeper into the labyrinth of my thoughts, I began to realize that my self-criticism had been masquerading as introspection. I had been measuring myself against unrealistic expectations, oblivious to the fact that my words were not just poetic expressions, but also spiritual confessions.

It was only when I acknowledged the silence between the words, the sentences, and the syllables that I began to grasp the true nature of my creative process. My words were no longer just a means of artistic expression, but a conduit to the vulnerable recesses of my poetic soul. In that moment of awareness, I understood that my confessions, though shrouded in the mystery of language, were, in fact, a testament to my vulnerability providing a glimpse of my poetic soul.

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