I move away from the past. 
I become more than an echo
that resonates in tears.

I startle the past 
and make amends
with this instant 
by being joyful. 

I stand against a mountain of memories
telling me to go higher, 
but what is higher if the valley extends 
my dreams as petals unweave 
my past and let me go?

What if, what if...
Yellow and blue?
Green and yellow?

Going forward.

The palace I am opens within. 
Signature Lina Ru