I have not paused and thought for a while
Not about school, career, direction, future but just about the moment
Fear, that bullet quietly lodged inside, somewhere, doesn’t make itself visible but also prevents itself from being forgotten,
Sometimes it thrives, like a nurtured seed, and sometimes it frails
I always forget that I get to control its growth, somewhat
If I don’t pause
I don’t pause to think about what I want;
the seed grows
I am at an intersection, facing crossroads that seem daunting, like each wrong direction could mean misery of a lifetime
But as I pause I wonder what is it that I really desire
Love
It comes in so many forms, and sometimes I forget that
the souls of these forms are in fact one
One of pure joy and care
A lover is, at its core, no different than a sister, a mother, a friend
in the purity and sincerity of their love for you, for me
Love connects, heals, creates, and even in the toughest of times
it makes us better
But when I forget to pause I forget to love
Forget the winds carry messages of strength
the grass beckons us to interact and congregate
forget that this life is more than just what we see, feel, hear, taste
but also how we simply be
Pause and be, then all will fall into place.
Editors: Luna Y., Nicole O.