This was my THIRD proposal for the first line and luckily, she considered it to be also a proposal for the second line. DOUBLE WHAMMY!
Now, I know what to do. No cliches. Only reality. A more creative one.
So during my consultation, she let me read my poem. That experience was beautiful. The experience of freedom and the experience of being yourself in front of a teacher, a mentor. I was touched. I was happy. I felt I was singing in front of her. This is a privilege. A blessing. A one hell of experience.
She is a poetry mother. For me. Kinikilig na naman ako.
The experience was a KICK-ASS!