I listen, I engage, I learn,
Yet, I still fall short of the expectations,
I give in to counsel, apply the recommendations,
To the point, I don't recognize my work anymore,
I am lost, I am exhausted, I am undone!
-Rest-
From the depths of myself, I find,
That girl who loves to create and try,
New things that excite and elevate,
I rest, I reflect, I replenish
and when I allow myself to just be me,
I blossom!
Poem by May, on the emotional roller coaster that is the NFT space.
About Image
This image was photographed during the Cherry Blossom Festival at the Tidal Basin, Washington DC on April 3, 2019 at 6:50am. The annual event celebrates 3000 Cherry Blossom Trees in full blo...