I wrote this poem four years ago, as a senior in high school, preparing myself to leave the place I call home. It was a time of self-reflection upon a hazy future -- not unlike what I feel right now. I came across it while I was looking at old journals. It's still one of my favorite pieces of writing." As I walked out one evening,
I saw the brightest eyes. Astounded by their daring play, my head turned to the skies. How endlessly they congregate, the fine display of light. Against a darkened tapestry, and blinking through the night. Their simple charm it blinded me, just like a magic show. I fell in utter wonderment, a victim of their glow. I lay serene and self-possessed, impressions soaring high, a vast unknown just in my grasp, t’was how I wished to die.
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I took a deep breath. Again. My whole life culminating into a single morning. Carefully, I picked out a single pearl from the velvet bag. Staring at myself in a stranger’s mirror, I tried the fit. One, then both ears; I smiled.
My mother’s pearl earrings. Like her, I would exude quiet confidence. Like her, I would trust that things would work themselves out. Like her, I would find happiness and joy no matter the outcome. I took a deep breath and believed in myself like she always believed in me. |