The Focal Point...

The Focal Point, in the Midst of Events

When I judge others

I only judge-

the unconscious parts of myself

the world is merely my mirror

this is enough to shut me up

but the resentment, anger,

and frustrations haven't died down

it boils at my very core

so I run

towards the seas 

and the boulevard

heading to the edge

of the pier where the waves

relentlessly crash

against concrete and cement

in a perpetual movement

reminding one of nature's 

never stopping motion

and that every once in a while

it does permit itself

to blow up out of proportions

ridding itself

of unsolicited darkness

and other people's lament

so I am okay- breathe

decades and decades 

of groomed negativity

do not all go 

instantly away within months 

of reprogramming the mind

but I am- in a constant change

right in the middle

of a wide array of perspectives

peeking through different timelines

while converged in a single point

of singularity- the present, the now

the focal point of the Iam

in midst of these variety of events 

and probabilities

all laid out in a frequency map

realizing life- no longer is 

an enigma but a phenomenon

of my beliefs, thoughts, emotions

so I persist in my imaginings

until I am firmly rooted, grounded

to the state of my choosing

and I am not gonna be able to do it

without faith, conviction, and courage

that drives my Being.

By Audrine Max

From: Philippines

Website: https://wordpress.com/home/audrinemaxden.wordpress.com