But i’m still myself , though a new version of me,
I’m a little excited about the warmth i get from a chilly stroll outside.
Everyone has been complaining that things are not as yet they should be
and may rather not be,so, “get used to it they say”
It was dark inside the room as i shut my door. i would lock it twice as if to suspect a bandit were to barge in.
I settled down though uncertain within me,
What would become of dinner but i chose not to eat.
“i could make a snack” a thought came on or
“i would settle for a cup of hot chocolate, so i lit the stove.
It was dark and cold so i could hardly see,
then i had to depend on my hearing as i monitored the fire
Like a cat would ,i tested my rods and made the cocoa,
carefully pouring and mixing in the dark the set on a tray.
As soon as i sat to work i proudly took a sip, not knowing the quantity made
would be “impossible to drink”.
At first, it was sweet, but rather too sweet, then
how could i ever be able to make this to taste.
i trusted my intuitions and they were never overly wrong
it was the end-point that amazed me,
the taste and originality of the cocoa i drank,
I could as well dilute it if i please, or enjoy myself
if indulgence would be mean, then i will
all these was done in the dark and yet,
i was better than if there was light
i learnt a quick lesson tonight,that
one’s abilities not only needed to trusted, tried, used
especially in unfavourable conditions and put to use
in seemingly dark and hopeless situations
the quality of the outcome would be amazingly good to be true