PROFOUND REALISM
Hey there, I hope all is well with you. The usual lines of writing a letter.
I'll skip the usual lines of asking after everything around you because Asa really spun the words out of my mind in her song 'people just know how to hide what they don't want you to see'.
That's fine, normal and acceptable.
Not everyone should see the shadey, the tunnel burrowed with wistful, nostalgic and happy moments.
I'll tell you what has been on with me.
I've been in a corner all by myself watching the world,
Everyday, I lay looking at the images of constellations summed up in my head,
Gazing into what tommorow might lay forth.
Lately, I've been different just like reliving moments, a second chance to say things,
I'm at ease with life now, we no longer squabble over the good, unfortunate and crappy issues
I now smile at the wind no matter its intent,
Just from my small corner, I'm learning to see the world differently, that it can be impeccable as we humans always want life to be.
I open up my heart to feel better so my thoughts and intentions don't become bizarre
My heart doesn't palpitate from dying silence
I still hope everytime from my corner that the world will see me differently too
I'm beginning to learn how to pray
I started with 'hey God, I'm here ' and got up
Now I converse
I'm still trying to fathom who my creator is
All I can see in my search is that our ways are different
I feel I'm a better person now
I hope life reveals its uncanny nature to us one day as we learn through
Dear, I'm good and I hope you do see through life.

Obianuju.