Self Exploration

Self exploration is like an explosion of thoughts producing honey gradually running down your spine .Your brain sends you amplified signals. Your spirit is carried away by curiosity. " Who am i ?" .Is the question that runs into your brain endlessly. Terror overcomes you due to your weaknesses , and innermost pleasure during strength demonstration and your " What i do best." I closed my eyes, and my heart was overwhelmed with emotions. My eyes were welled with some salty jus . My soul sang its music, and I listened to its melody. My neurons sent me some nostalgic images, which made my heart skip a bit . Weird sensations ran into my body , and a strange freezing air blanket shrouded my body, giving me goose pimples. I placed my hand on my heart, and it sang me a lullaby. "What about full potential ?". My brain went on wild on the question, and all forms of scenarios pop into my brain. I saw a tree from a far and time speeding up , I saw it growing and shading away old leaves, then new and larger ones growing as time flew. I sat beneath it, and it hugged me, and it told me, " reaching full potential is a journey of little changes and efforts ". I curled into its arms and it brought me closer to its skin , its skin itself told its story , the story of life which required pain . I pressed myself against its body and the pain it exhaled brought me to my knees. My soul wept but the pain was worth it , no pain, no green leaves. I hugged the tree once more and left.