In Search of Love

Searching love here and there,

Walking alone,

Towards the lane,

Lane is old but seems new,

colorless, dizzy, abrupt, messy,

Just the opposite,

What, I thought,

Expanding my imagination,

I dive into being me,

Free, sensitive, emotional bird

Who learned to fly when her wings were lost,

Lost for a reason,

Lost to be found,

Lost to be me,

Lost to be crowned,

Crowned to be my own queen,

Crowned to be my own king,

Carrying both of them inside me,

I found love,

Love inside me,

Giving birth to it,

Taking care of it.

Self-love is what I was searching for,

Ignored it before,

Because love was considered something out of me,

Something external,

Something out of my reach,

Something that is given by someone and received by me.

But now,

Love is something inside me,

It grows from within,

Just like a newborn baby,

I carry it inside me like a mother,

Taking care of it for months,

And when it's out,

It's still connected to me,

With the child, the mother is born,

With self-love, love is born,

That moment, that very moment,

Love is expressed as an action and experienced as a feeling,

In search of love,

I found myself.

January 16, 2018