Write #1

The Big Heart

From the dark till dawn
The black or white
and I stand still

I hurt
and bleed,

I love,
then fly

I sick,
of all the insincere

I hate,
but none I get right

In silence,
I only dim the light of mine
Which will shine
Only in the heart
That find a truth
Only in the soul
That remain a sincerity

Can I be there alive

Semarang, February 25, 2016

We never know what is going to happen, do we? Life is always throwing us this way and that. That’s where the adventure is. Not knowing where you’ll end up or how you’ll fare. It’s all a mystery, and when we say any different, we’re just lying to ourselves. Tell me, when have you felt most alive?

Eowyn Ivey, The Snow Child