For a searing moment of life, it felt almost surreal.
Mystical as the untold future, mysterious as the ghosts in the nights.
For who I am and who I shall be, tell my sisters, I have grown a lot.

Much obliged at the world, I count the pebbles that led me to the brightness of life,
Severed and broken I may be, I still smiled at the little blessings and bore with the fluctuations.
For...