I am Home

Just when it seems like the net had been saturated with everything, all topics that can be talked about under the sun, here i am, starting my own blog. A late bloomer. I hope i didn't come all that too late though. I am technically new with blogger’s page. Still am finding my way through the buttons here. Like I really wanted to title my blog “a taste of liquid sunshine”, but have not discovered yet how to do it. Well i guess, that’ll be fine, I’ll get there in time I know (with fingers-crossed). For now it will be called Kurdapya’s blog, and yeah I’m cool with it. The main thing is to get started already. I figured if I’ll wait until I got everything perfectly in place, I may never get to start at all. Perfect is such a scary word I think. It’s like waiting for some wonderful things to happen before one decides to walk out in the open and actually experience life as it comes. Truth is nothing wonderful happens when one merely waits. So then now, I am allowing myself to mess up a little bit and blog to my heart’s desire. Bear with me please and thank you for gracing my page.

I have thought of an opening post and had it ready to be copy pasted, but alas! I couldn’t work out how to delete my first attempted post a months ago (ahaha my bad) Well now anyway, let me continue that interrupted blog and get to start the ball rolling, finally!

My recovery from a very bad fall, and getting back up, inspired the writing of this poem. Maybe not always, but life sometimes has a way of sorting out its own imbalance. and am so glad i've weathered the storm and was able to bounce back...and bounced back with a poem…

I am Home

A dance

in the stillness of solitude

A humming silence

serenading the moonless night

Darkness

clothes the nakedness of prayers

The night

crawls with certainty

to the breaking dawn…

 

I have arrived.

 

I am home.