Idea

An idea clicks in my head. How randomly it just entered my space! Now I listen to what my motivated thoughts say. And move up in a spirited space.

"Oh! Things are going easy"

"Oh! What a flow!"

I couldn't believe how I changed recently. The freshness of a new idea had conjured me. Like the princess card, in the deck of tarot. I move with light like a sharp shot arrow. My energy is the light that uplifts me and makes me move. And whoever comes midway will get burnt; that is the truth.

Then, as if, I questioned myself someway. I lost my light that had carried me all this way. The vanished light left me in the existing dark. Where I may suffer; a punishment to not follow time's resolution. 

Left in moments, with no choice but wait.

In acceptance, I found the key. This key to be truly free.

Open to a world where the idea is a success. The princess gets crowned with a queen's address...