To feel deeply is to exist profoundly, and those with the soul of a poet carry the gift—and burden—of perceiving the world in vivid hues and intricate patterns. They see beauty in the mundane, find meaning in chaos, and are moved by the whispers of the wind or the quiet murmur of a stream. But what happens when the wellspring of emotion within the heart is not matched by the dexterity of the hand or the clarity of the mind? This dissonance, where the heart’s yearning to create is hampered by the mind’s struggles or the hand’s reluctance, can feel like an imprisonment of the soul. Yet, it is in these moments of conflict that true artistry and understanding can emerge—not through ease, but through persistence, surrender, and reinvention. To have the heart of a poet is to carry an extraordinary gift. It means experiencing life in a way that is both piercingly beautiful and heartbreakingly raw. You feel the pulse of the universe in the laughter of a child, the sorrow in a dying leaf,...
LIFE IS A NEVER ENDING JOURNEY FULL OF ADVENTURE AND AN ENDLESS SEARCH FOR SOLACE,JOY AND HAPPINESS.NEVER TO STOP AT ANY DESTINATION BUT CONTINUE TO MOVE ON FOR FURTHER ENDEAVOR.DURING WHICH EVERY NEW THIS BIG OR SMALL ,FAR OR NEAR,SIMPLE OR COMPLEX CONTINUE TO INSPIRE AND ASPIRE US LIKE A BEAUTIFUL FAIRY TALE...