Walking this road with no directions, just instincts and majority of the time those instincts leads to uncharted territory. Sometime life can be a desolate desert, brutal, a voided place with only loneliness to fill. Every now and then one might stumble upon a tree that gives repose to a weary soul, however, it seems the majority of time there’s always a battle to fight, the onset of life dangers, the unpredictable that bring about the tides of pains and heartaches to stay alive and sane. I find myself questioning everyone and everything, and the more I question, the urgency ignites towards the mystery of it all, which beckons me to come closer. Who am I? Why am I here? What is my purpose? the never ending record playing in my mind, it feels like my soul has looked into a mirror that cannot be broken, forever before me, possess I search for the beauty that have not been discovered, the secret only I would retain . I keep searching for a love that bear no face or definition, trying to quench a burning desire of something greater than myself; If Only I knew what that desire entails, yet I know the only way to have peace of mind is for me to fulfill that desired destiny, if only I knew what it was I was called to do. Yet to my soul, it seem familiar, it all seem possible, like I’ve lived that moment before, that moment, which I am now seeking, that desire to be, is infinite. I wonder, could it be, I had a life that was so great before. One with a special kind of love, where a great destiny was fulfilled, and in this life the innate remembers and it wish to be once more. Is Possible my soul remembers the cadence of my former life and that fragrance of that former life still lingers in this new life, that fragrance is  the peace amidst the chaos of this new life, the heart remembers something that it has vowed never to forget, to never stop longing, searching and loving, the heart and soul remembers something so powerful that even in this new life, it echoes of a maybe yet again.

-Micheline Jean Louis

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