On the top of a snowy mountain,
I stood still seeing far above.
Making my unfulfilled desires twinkle in the stars,I stood finding myself.
I heard the audience shouting at me,
Critics wanted to give a piece of mind to me.
They could not tolerate my unique view, But I said No….
Continuing my perception , finding myself.
It was a hard job to face the known an unknown,
To fight against those special and beloved,
But truth remains truth and the faith intact.
Finding myself was the journey that drowned me through immense thorns and pain but finally I reached to the perfect Me…. 😉 🙂