One week later,

And I still can’t find the words to say.

I sit in my room and watch the light trickle in passed the silence and trees.

I smell scents of old homes through the forest and suns rays while nothing—

makes a sound.

I’ve been moving this past week in order to enjoy these moments.

Noise turned into quiet very fast and it wasn’t soon after I found myself saying I could get used to this.

Oh how beautiful it sounds.

In the depth of all these feelings I still can’t help but to wonder what is next for me on this path.

Be here now, I hear. And it’s easier to listen now.

Sometimes you just gotta get away.

Haku enjoys it to;

outstretched in long craved dreams.

I remember the things I have to carry on and hesitate before doing so.

Must I really go back? I ask knowing it’s the only way.

How will I teach?

How will I learn?

So I continue. And take breaks in between.

What weird times we’re in I must say.

I wonder how long it’ll last.

I wonder how long I’ll last.


Published by Natalia Lee

Natalia Lee is a spiritual mentor, writer, and artist. She embodies many types of spiritual practice, one importantly being the Taoist principle of living in harmony with the flow of nature. Another is her expression of devotion toward Source through Bhakti Yoga. At 19 years old, Natalia moved from her hometown in New York City to Los Angeles to begin her pilgrimage of world travel and spiritual inquisition. Since then, she has tackled many personal achievements including the publishing of multiple poetry collections, e-books, physical art pieces, a podcast, and a personal blog & brand.

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