My Story

The story of my life stalks me. It begs me to write it, breathe it, feel it, move with it. It gives birth to images-daydreams of my being. My essence moves in the space of silence. Its creator me. Its music plays in my heart- a kaleidoscope of emotions from recklessness to passion shadow me. I can not measure its degree. They take hold of me and keep me captive. They wait til I pick up the pen and then they release their fury.