The poetry book travels through the author's personal journey and experiences in life, of which "the beginning" has to be my ultimate favorite. From innocence to betrayal and pain, then rising up like a phoenix—a metaphor to pick up your own pieces, you can be whole once again, and once more you can hope. This one especially made quite an impression on me; "To love yourself should be no quiet affair, but a loud uprising (A Reminder As We Reach The End). A short one, but pretty impactful. I also learned a beautiful phrase in Punjabi, rab-raakhaa.