Wrapped in your ego And cloaked in your pride, You are a blackhole I needed to escape. I could not scale your walls, That preserved your limitations. Seeking your favor had lost its value, Leaving me breathless from the effort. I chose to retreat, keeping the best of my memories, Until, someday, those also started to fade.
Learning to let go Felt as painful as new birth. Despair, sadness, disenchantment served as preludes, Restraining the growth within. My soul had turned into the dying embers of a once raging flame, Feeling no air that stoked its flare. Uncertain questions crowded the mind, The path ahead an uncharted terrain.
A need to survive propelled the journey To the unknown beauty that awaits. Pushing through, reaching out, I grasped at a vacuum, Not knowing if my fingers would ever again touch The tenuous bonds of love.
As I began to emerge, the light was blinding; I heard voices that welcomed without judgment, That embraced without expectations, That caressed as though they had known me forever. And I came to know that for every being that siphons love, There are many more who stand willing to shower love.
Faith, my most powerful companion, rose out of the shadows.
I have arrived and it is tranquil. You are but a dot in my past Not worthy of a word in my life's story.
I have found endearment that gives without wanting, That supports without reaching. I look inward and find that The glow of love that is housed within me Shines bright for where it is wanted; A beacon for a life worth living.
- mh (c) 2015