To the One who thanks the Bad world for Making her Strong.

So thin, yet so deep. 

Mine, still not mine. 

So wise, yet so light. 

So strong, yet so soft. 

So present and aware and still wandering and distracted. 

I'm sure who you will be is remarkable and yet who you are is also remarkable. 

People, including yourself may think, you are very tough and maybe even cold, but I can see the depth and softness of the oceans and still, the perceptiveness of the sun in your eyes.