Juggling through life and its myriad ways
A mother, wife, daughter, friend wonders
What is her most innate desire, for herself?
One to breathe, live, pushing aside the brows, momentarily atleast
Measured by expectations blending into perfection suiting the heart
A unique proposition translating into her choice of drapery
She dissects, stitches to unravel her place of being
To open, fly, dive and savor moments of oblivion
No questions asked, neither of her nor time; no task set to be a superwoman
Bliss! …till wishes taper into segmented reality that bites till spit, chewed, digested
The clock beckons, raising the curtains on the show running today
Calling for thoughts and motives authenticating her diverse roles
She contemplates in a silent solitude, hoping to find her true calling some day, one day.