My I watches me peacefully
fighting my demons with despair
as the world keeps on turning
- this drama keeps my fire alive.
I stare back at my I
and surrender to her smile.
I can't stay depressed for too long.
She says:
Listen carefully,
And you will hear your wings growing
in the midst of what you call destruction.
Destruction
is the fuel for creation.
All we needed was a good earthquake.
