Hello May

Hello May,

I’m back again away from hermit mode, Although I noticed it’s sometimes a safety net for me. I wrote the following poem down below:

Whimsical dreams floating to the surface.

All that was ever known a lie.

A tremendous heartache of self- discovery,

An intertwinement of self and divine.

I call this the Hermit’s journey. -Chelsea Marie Soto

Lastly, A friendly reminder divine timing is real and a big thank you thank you for reading this far.

                                                                  -Chelsea M. Soto