Hours

Looking back

I marvel,

How those few hours,

Could change me so much.

Alter my life path

So drastically.

Open my eyes,

To a new possible high.

A new route-

Where freedom-

And being free has

A new address.

Reborn-

With a new found resolve.

Truth,

I had never shunned away-

As an integral part of me.

I am as natural

As you are.

Crystallized images

Of the time spent-

Etched deep in my memory-

Give me a reason-

To just be me.

Let it be.

Leave all thoughts behind.

But forge on.

To whatever

Is destined to be the end.

Coz the end scares me no more.

I am stronger now.

Was it your afterglow?

I march ahead.

With no thoughts of regret.

What had to happen,

Naturally happened

For the very best.

Why question and curse?

I have long left behind

My walls of self-depreciation.

A self-deprecated living

Was not for me.

I am glad-

For the hours then-

Quite magical

In their intensity-

They illumine my life-

And fill up my thoughts.

Bubbles of joy

Rise up.

Who cares

About the ultimate end.

Good or bad?

As long as the now

Is good enough?