Come up

Come up

A Story by sadana.anand

I am not who you see. I am an essence of my journey through life. I have shaped myself not for you. But for my own being safe. I share my doubts through my experiences. Push you away through my images. Its been my journey. I act to you through me. I have given myself out there completely. Let every inch breath and feel. Experience hurt stamped upon. But i want to held. Held loved heard understood. Simply held. I am giving growing increasing. My journey is about giving and loving. My essence is open to explore and to rested in. Though i want to be held. Take me through the mountains. Let me dive in water. Be together in the loneliness. Walk in the dark hand in hand. Lie down on grass. Stare at the stars during the day and watch cloud make shapes through night. Watch the lights of the city flicker. Feel the birds run. Unattached. In the wide openess. To completely open myself and let it be held. By myself by around me. Cause i am not one but a part of oneness. Be together. Experience travel and heal. The energies of my essence is what i carry. Love is what i speak. I am not me but my essence.

© 2015 sadana.anand


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Added on May 8, 2015
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sadana.anand
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