| Awakening |
| I'm not sure if it's the day, The way the fall leaves are etched in fierty sunlight, The way the cold wind on this sunny day whistles through the branches of the trees, Or, if it is just weeks on end of release that makes my heart feel so light. I am enjoying the immense peace That has recently settled over my soul There are storm clouds beginning to move into a darkening ominous position, Superimposed over a deep cerulean sky A few weeks ago, I'd have been drowning in sorrow just from the painful reminder of the dark clouds shadowing my own soul Today, however, not so I faced my own dark, ominous, endless seeeming storm, survived and am forever changed by the rain that finally fell Sweet rain and with it, primal and forceful release of raw emotion that was once trapped deep within the dark recesses of my soul For the first time in so long, with blinding clarity and bittersweet joy do I find my heart smiling I have passed this serires of tests far better than I could ever have imagined It's almost as if because of my efforts to be open to it, I've been rewarded by finding the spiral staircase that truly, without a doubt, winds up and out into the light and I know I'll never be trapped inside the walls or lost again Oh I know I may stumble now and then, If only to remind myself how hard I have worked and how very far I have come, But never again will my heart and my spirit be chained At long last, I am free to find a place in the sun |
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