Beauty through my eyes:

Every time I close my eyes.

My vibration,

Through meditation.

My vision,

Cleansed and purified.

Intensified!

Like the colour pink!

So feminine,

So pure.

Like a baby’s essence.

The colour pink with a dash of gold.

When a baby is raised with pure love.

The sound of the laughter,

It vibrates with joy.

It starts growing step by step.

Tuning up to the colour purple.

It blossoms,

Like rose.

Purple rose is rare to find.

Someone like me is hard to find.

Don’t miss me once I’m gone.

I like to follow the sun.

I’m from the East.

Raised in the West.

But I’m not like neither side,

I take no side.

I like to build a purple bridge in between.

Full of purple roses