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Emerge


Significant
although diminutive.
Submerged with a purpose,
under pressure with a plan.
Alone, and confused.
Which way is up, which way is down? 
Suffocating with darkness all around.
Scared to live yet afraid to die.  My instincts Emerge. 

Predestined to live I fight, out of this desolate place, full of despair,  I Emerge.  From the dust and dirt where once I was imprisoned, leaving it all beneath me.  Where darkness once ruled,  I am donned with a gloriest and radiant light from the heavens.  Where I was once engulfed with fear,  I have the freedom to 
love, to grow, and to thrive.

Days have come and gone, years have past.  The heavens seeming to be just in my grasps.  I have given myself without reservation; shade and shelter, food and medicine, pleasure and protection. 

I am great.  I am grand. I soar in the sky.  I sway with the wind.  I am strong.  Nothing can move me.  Nothing shall shake me.
For as much as I emerge, I am submerged.  For I am free, but not free.  For I am anchored by the Source, the sustainer of true life.  For to truly live, is to truly love.  For to become truly free, is to truly die.  For I shall finally,  for all eternity,
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January 13

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