a water element reflection prose

a water element reflection prose

like water
we can be held, but never defined;
soft, but never weak;
yielding, but ever so persistent through cracks

some days, on a whim
I had wanted to erase everything
to start afresh
make new choices
show up a little differently

you see, I thought
I’ve made a mistake here
I could have valued my energy better
I should not have done that
I might have gone on a different trajectory

then, I realised
every moment in every day
is a new one in itself
who I am today is brought about by who I was yesterday
there are no mistakes
no moment too late
the river continues to flow
and so shall I.
Back to blog

Leave a comment

Please note, comments need to be approved before they are published.