I Strip Myself Away

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Image captured in Machu Picchu, me sitting in a corner on what is considered an Inca throne – Peru, January 2018

I strip myself away
From all obligations
From meaningless occasions.

I strip myself away
From everything I forced myself to be
From what I used to do or say
to please in every way.

I am free
Like a stream
I rise up
I go down
I stop trespassers when I can
I allow crossing when I want
or don’t
I just am.

I am me
I know my heart
I start
when I want
I stop
when I can’t.

I am night and day
I am anything I choose to be
Wrong or right
My eyes are the ones that see.

I don’t hide
I am brave
I ride
every wave
That’s who I am.

I am raw
I show
What I can do without
I throw.

I strip myself away
No more delays.

I strip myself away
Before I decay.

I strip myself away
I sail away.

I strip myself away
I found my way.

If my father were here

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Me in Sacred Valley, Peru, January 2018

If my father were here, he would raise his cute little eyebrows and smile in amusement at my crazy never-ending travels. He would then say something like: ‘enough craziness ya Shaikha Razan! What’s in South America? Just come home!’. Here is my response Baba: the biggest smile I could muster, only for you. I miss you every second of everyday. South America’s beautiful sky – the one I’m so in love with and can’t stop writing about – is all you.