Emerge

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, E M E R G E January 13