Some writings as I am moving forwards..

A quick diary before I depart from St. Nicolas (protector of sailors and marine people)
I am tired and scared but simultaneously I am strong and ready.
I don’t know why, I do not know.

We are all interconnected and we are all one,
The jasmine whispered “soften, soften”

With my orange wings and my blue pillow
And meeting with the red, and meeting with the red
And crossing through the yellow, and crossing through the yellow
The black, the pink, the black, the pink

Where do you want me to be?

HERE.

When I am alone, everyone is alone.