This shedding of layers,
this unraveling of my soul,
of my mind
it's a process,
a detox,
a liberation.
I'm fragile yet strong.
I'm broken yet healing.
I'm cracked,
yet I'll be filled with gold*.
Progress is lagging
Acceptance is an exertion.
Painful, raw.
Emotions histrionic.
Healing is auspicious.
Emergence is transpiring.
Fresh new soul,
newborn-like.
Mind changing, developing,
neural pathways.
Shedding,
releasing,
toxic layer,
after toxic layer,
finally, revealed beneath the messy,
broken layers,
is a new,
formed self.
A free self.
Liberated.
Loved.
Whole.
Emergence.
A newborn creature,
a soul I now know and love.
Fragile, yet complete.
New understanding of self.
Finally wings are free.
I emerge,
myself.
My true self.
Liberated and free.
and Kezza, maybe you are also like a Phonenix Rising from the ashes :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Leonie!
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