Europa's Space Of Poetry

This day I will renew my path. I’m claiming vast things; I am fixed in faith, and so, I am glad. Condensing my thoughts in a way for me to the point. My intentions aren’t to neglect the details; I completely feel what’s important is what I feel internally. Reasoning the statement will not help the pain nor the agony; twenty-four hours or tomorrow aren’t guaranteed. I’m warming up to better ways to verbally illustrate these intellections; only to be self sufficed within, not for perfection. The whole experience is candidly indescribable; yet, I see it as an achievable and improbable obstacle to the impossible.