I letter to you, Pneuma.

Amongst the fray of this ephemeral world,
Be down and clam, postulate the truth.
Life may turn vicissitude at times,
However that is not the end.
As they say, this shall too pass
Assimilate your courage and give another shot.
Persistent, what you are made of.
Endow all your damnation with your conscience.
Conquere this mundane reality with love.
Your heart is full of warmth and bliss.
You are vast, you are infinite.
Never let your insecurities outshine you soul.
You are bestowed with all the graces,
You just to acknowledge what you are.
The world is a wonderland since you exist,
And the world will cease to annihilate when you are gone.
You are the bird who is not meant to be caged,
The whole world is out there as your stage.
Be wild, be free, live the way you are.
You are blessed one so don’t think it too far.