Self-discovery

Self-discovery I have been robbed of the joy well deserved, The golden confidence beneath, The inner peace. I have been robbed of a voice, treasured Caged, and echoing behind my rib cage. What a long journey of discovery, Discovery of wealth carried in me. And now I am a walking art, Built from fragments of my broken past. I peeped through my destiny, In between blank pages, I saw happy endings. Elevation and new beginnings. Red carpet down with a price, To the scars etched to my soul. I peeped through my destiny, And like stories created behind my paintings, I saw something like I great cup of coffee on a hot sunny day. Clear sky, swaying trees. Something like a good bedrest after a long day. A long journey of discovery, it has been For, I've cagged out the most beautiful hidden parts of myself, I never knew existed. And now I am my best book on my bookshelf. On my mirror, A warrior is reflected, Deep into my eyes, gazing Straight at the queen I am. I see fire, The desire, To conspire with God above. To give me wings so I can fly beyond. At my pace But, So they say, The power of the words spoken. No baby steps, No! I took enough I've seen my worth And I know depth of my Faith Never am I Ever settling for anything less. I've seen my power, And I know depth of my strength. Now I am taking my position. Time I've taken enough, To look deep into my soul Exactly how I stare at my artworks When something is missing. Then pooof with one final touch of discovery, A whole masterpiece created.