I used to believe that 
The wind would carry me 
And that I’d go with it’s flow,
But nothing really lifted me up
Until I rigorously learned 
To harness the wind.

I began confessing;
Letting the free flow of words
That were stuffed in 
The bottom of my heart.

I took the flights and hit the roads
Until my second thoughts
Were truly surmounted.

If I’d waited for the right time,
It’d taken half of forever 
For me to post the letter
That’d provide happiness.

I smile at times 
Because my mind knows now
That if I’d waited for 
Serendipity to occur,
I’d forever remain a mystery
Or a perpetual cinephile 
In the make-believe world.