Thrive

It wasn’t an easy start.

I started to find a rhythm.

Not only from around myself,

but also from within —

the moments that cannot be captured by words

but only with each flash of moments

crisp, clear, and cold air, shards of valorant sunlight

piercing through the ocean-deep blue sky

dark silhouette of solemn trees and red-bricked apartments.

As if catching an atmospheric tidal wave

I caught on to the warmth — and knew I wasn’t alone;

I was connected to everyone from the past, present, and future.

United in one story, we danced.

One step forward, one step backward,

on, and on,

again,

and again.

3.13.2026