Photo by Ester Marie Doysabas Will I be part of the history that is written, Or fade away as part of the history forgotten, Will I live eternal in the words on these pages, Or will I be a memory struggling against time. It is a choice I make Live for glory or live like just another, Be remembered after I am gone, Live in the memories of others. A part of me that lie dormant woke, And drove the change that was needed, With unprecedented force I had not experienced, Compelling me to oblige with obedience. I had side lined this part of me before, Now he was in control, He was the result of my father's teaching, Bold and meticulous in his ways. He was late to wake up, But I'd say it was better than never, Years of learning had created a full being, Living inside me growing alongside. We are now one, He lives through me as I him, Forged a middle ground to coexist, To live passionately with ambition.

Give me insight while in darkness, Give me depth of the seas, Give me the prowess of a lion, Give me the strength to be free. Let there be courage in fear, Smiles and happiness, let there be, Let there be vision to cohere, Connect my timeline with this key. When the drive is missing from my heart, When my passion is lost at sea. When the zeal is nowhere to be found, When I am better off being the absentee. I yearn for the time to think and ponder, I yearn for the chance to sip a cup of tea. I yearn for a moment to live and create, I yearn for the chance to be wild and free