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Breaking Free
(I'm feeling insomniacal)
How easy it was to encase myself, to build a dense wall that kept me in, away from everything that could hurt me. So easy it was to build my own prison.
Within it's walls, great changes occured. At first they were painful, and unbearably so. Never ceasing to test and challenge my very will to live.
Once my focus had been set to seeking the purpose for my life, the changes made in me were miraculous and astounding.
The changes became so beautiful, that the anticipation of a whole new life created impatience to break from the walls that were so easily built.
Those walls had grown strong and were not so easily broken, but my immense growth had brought me to have to break from of them, or risk being crushed by the weight of my entraptment.
Once a tear in this prison wall was made, light seared in and warmed my soul through and through. The taste of the new life before me set my heart ablaze.
My blood pumped furiously, and with strength unknown to me, I crushed the prison walls I had created and with a trembling body, I sprang from that dark place.
The very first glimpse I got of myself shocked me. I had totally transformed from inside out. I found beauty in my reflection, when it had eluded me for so long.
The miracle that took place in my life was so immense that soon it became clear to my mind what I must do. My life had changed so greatly, and I knew that my purpose in life is to love, and to help other butterflies escape from their cocoons.
Bekkah }i{ 8/26/08
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