H.A.P.P.Y

Life.. gives me a thousand reasons to cry, and on the other side, it also gives me a thousand reasons to survive. When the line of destiny pulled me into the tricky circle of endlessness, I asked The One who created this universe "Do I deserve to be happy?"

I know life can be unkind, it seems like I've always been taking the wrong turns. There's joy and there's pain in it, and they teach me how to deal with them in a most hurting way. When my destiny finally reached the turning point, You found me broken.. Broken into pieces. Until now, I always feel like there's something missing in my life and feel like I'm not fully recovered. Little by little, I changed my whole self.

Til many times, miracles happened.. Gently opening the shade of my heart, that I was healed by You. If introversion is disease, heartlessness is syndrome.. Then I'm deeply ill. Because I couldn't find a better cure than You. 

Yes, I do feel like.. We're all a little broken. But I choose to be happy. 

The Harmony of Solitude

The Roads Ahead

Let's not say we've reached our destination.

Though it's been tens of thousands of miles,

the road to travel is longer

than the road I've come

and it still lies ahead.

Chance brought me to the day's end,

I spent the night like a sleeping beast,

the road I've yet to travel still lies ahead.

Though solitude has kept me company,

it wasn't the solitude alone;

it was the world

and the roads ahead.

Surely it is

Ko Un (Korean Poets)

First time, from the day I took the tender breath.. Have never perceived this unique music of silence and the resourcefulness of nature…

The world entitles this as alienated or lonely.. My heart names these moments as delightful and blissful. The world of your own makes you undergo a feel... Living on a creative world.

Every day I go to bed after enjoying the soft breeze caressing the soft eyelid waiting to rest the black pearl inside. Thoughts come into mind…when I stare the black blanket up above me through the window beside me. Something right far away from me a cute blink… brightly... giving hope as a silver line..

Nature had been always a source of love or lovely words for the people who fall in love, or who portray love with their beautiful and attractive words. Yes... I was not an exception. I fell in love with myself and my creative world.

Happily, a single tear flows, in memory of solitude.

I really am free...