A letter to self on my birthday

On this next journey around the sun,

what do I hope for? 

A present of peace, love, and light.

To untether myself from the burden of being

and embrace the current of existence. 

To allow the undercurrent to carry me

to the depths of the greatest lakes, 

and unexplored beaches,

beside secret forests that stretch

into the yonder. 

To embrace the transient way the winds 

can whisk me up into the air, 

and gently land upon myself, every time.

For my soul to find its home

in my body and my mind. 

To do it, whatever it is,

even if it scares me. 

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