Above cliffs a condor soars.
Through its eyes I scan the world
My inner being in flight.

There was a sign; my body felt it.
I know that it says something.
But I don't know what that means.

I don't know where to go.
I cannot know it.

But I know that I need to stand up now.
It is certain.

And I know that another sign will come.
So that I can approach more to somewhere.

Yes, I know that, as I have known it.

I wanna be loved
I wanna be adored
to be desired inside and out
it's said that I am
but just how much I do not know
I doubt and I doubt
am I truly treasured?
in the way that I honestly want?
those questions echo in my mind, like a taunt
I wanna be loved
I wanna be adored
Somebody hear my thoughs

Love is not blind
Love has eyes
a face, heart and ability
to feel and touch
your deepest inner….

Accessible, not for everyone
like you, there is only one
i came, i saw nothing but i conquered
my fear phobia
mental inability
ego my person everything i do is ever
considered
i look in the mirror i am not there
can you tell me where i am
that i don't even know myself anymore?

My girl the name is Love
your sweetest place on earth
you know that like no other
it's worth the most to you
you travel in many countries
you have roamed everywhere on this globe
you will always find the same Country, i hope

My girl really doesn't know where that is?
take a look in the mirror
do you see that Country?
that Land is called Love
Love is not blind, has
a face, heart and ability
to know and know it
look longer in this mirror
you will see that Land rise
that Country where you stay in more often
than you ever expected
your deepest inner…..

©Sylvia Frances Chan

People run behind beauty
Wanting the perfect face
And that perfect smile
It feels like there’s this invisible race.

People starve to be up to the standards
Set by those beauty gurus
‘A little bit of hunger’s okay, right?’
They ask, abide by those awful rules.

What they don’t realise is
That this beauty goes beyond eyes
To the mind and to the heart
Reaching way below the ice.

They don’t realise that they’re
Beautiful just the way they are
And they don’t need to change
And remain the way they already are.

This outer beauty is just a cover
To who the real them there is
Beneath all the fake stuff
They hold the real beauty there is.

Can I be a mirror
To their inner ‘you’?
Do they need a helper
To find a way through?

It’s time that they finally realise
That there is a different rhythm.
There is something much more
Beautiful. It’s the beauty within.

And the things I used to love
No longer light inner fire
Search and search but never find
Missing lost desire

Am feeling as if Time & Detachment of sensibility to my enviroment people and thoughts are retained and analyzed to comform to my pattern of thinking...as if I am slightly comforted by a sense of relaxation/laziness that makes time pass in a form of carelessness and desensitization. My body is enormously relaxed and has a natural sense of calmness. Entuned and warped with light ease of mixed emotinal stress & the pressures of life are reduced by this slowed calm and relaxed feelings of peace & it's release of mental frustrations and stress. Time and space seem to be flowing more at ease with a touch of carelessness and relaxed sense of being comfortable in my own skin, enviroment and the people am surronded with. Perhaps I am slightly detached from feelings of anxiety, triggers to use and emotional stress have been diminished. I have finally let go of my obsession to use destructive substances...just for today I am clean & maintaining sober posture.