As a child and even up to this present moment,
I have been fascinated by the elegance of those magical lights
that shine and twinkle, pulsating in perfection
and in harmony with my heartbeat.
And with yours as well...
I still consider myself the same as my heart remains unchanged...
For I believe that what has aged is only my body.
I may say that it has grown stronger
that time really tested my spirit and also made sure,
It will not go astray until it will certainly compose itself back to its true essence.
To some, when viewing them in the night sky,
they typically are just ordinary lights.
However, the profoundness of that period of darkness
between sunset and sunrise*,
along with those intrinsic moments when they truly reveal
their luster in silence...
And to those that beat one with them ((☆))...
They whisper, bear, and transmit an invisible message
that is concealed and only meant for you...
Echoing an omnipotent force in the whole galaxy,
and to the Universe...
" Our Home "
Each gleam has a special, exceptional story behind it.
Unique as a rare gem...
Which connects us.
This compilation of stories of life touches the innermost part
of those whom we share with.
At times, they bring a smile, laughter, sadness, anger, pains, misery, and an array of contrasting feelings.
And to those nearly resembling each other,
and have an intense impact and connection of our own story...
It indeed brings us to tears, as it refines, and invokes our true core...
Revealing the luster within.
" Like the heart of an innocent child..."
That shows a fable that is mystical, magical, and yet mysterious.
A myth embodied with invisible scenes and pages
that only you can see.
So enchanting as it can take us into a surreal,
dreamlike adventure...
At an appropriate time,
this dream will reveal itself...
Like teardrops of a newborn purifying the soul,
That is truly magical as the morning dew...
Which reminds us of our most vital self and nobleness.
Like the mesmerizing view from the night sky...
A burning map that leads your dark pathway to a realm.
A world of our own...
An innate gift...
A birthright.
A salutation welcoming you to the story of LOVE.
You are already are ...
Dreaming but now gently awakens
and be reminded of your true essence.
Our universe is made of stories.
You are the story...
For you and your story is a fragment of the Universe.
My dear Heart...
" Welcome HOME "
© 2022 Esther Trinidad Bautista
“Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life,
every quality of his mind is written large in his works”
Virginia Woolfe