The Pardigm of my Destiny

I realized the paradigm of my destiny when the sky turned deep orange.

The sunset, the waves, the breeze and my curly hair were all I knew.

The waves swaying in my mind and the waves of the sea seemed to relate

Just like the colors violet, indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange and red.

Oh! Did I just mention the rainbow?

Cause I can now see a beautiful spectrum amidst the tangelo.

My eyes were awestruck and my jaws wide open when I realized the paradigm of my destiny

The earth so beautiful and my freedom yelling echoed ecstasy

My heart so warm although the space is a freezing melody.

My arms flying like a bird’s remedy

And my mind calm like a psychological therapy

Will I ever want to go back to where I came from?

Not now, not ever.

I realized the paradigm of my destiny when my apocalypse ruined the good time

But time favored me into my chime

Something that I love to do

Somewhere that I admire the view

Surfing the battle against my own rattle.

Among the essence of beauty, fighting my sheer insanity.

The strength of my core, the enigma of my roar, my fancy to explore and my aim to reach the shore

They do not die!

They do not die, cause my core holds all the pressure on that surfboard.

The pressure of life, the pressure of my carte blanche and the pressure of people uncovered.

I realized the paradigm of my destiny when the realm of existence would envy me but the ‘Past Young ME’ would be proud of me.

I see you with my spiral eye just like you see me through the painting and sigh!