Spiritual soul

By Rohini Linda

I follow the rhythm of my heart
and the story that flashes before my eyes.
The unseen visions that once scared me
have now become my guides.

I heard messages from unknown realms,
deemed myself insane and naive.
But I owned myself,
resonated with my voice,
and brought forth the unique gift
that I now embrace —
I call myself wise.

For sensitivity is a gift of the chosen ones,
to build a new world
where infinite possibilities reside.