Nestled in And snuggled up Basking in the peace, Blanketed within the glow Of the beautiful silence Just before dawn…
The early morning light Begins to rise… Ever so slowly Like a single flame Flickering gently- Growing and spreading Into an explosion of light and color Across the entire eastern skyline- God’s painting in real time- In the most profound And heartwarming way- Like a giant good morning hug Sent from the heavens Wrapped in sunshine And covered in love.
I am not the person I used to be- And I have been slow To accept And fully embrace That this IS the story God has written for me.
My darkest moments- Have taught me to see A deeper meaning In the light, And this life. And when my battles Grew harder, I began to Better understand The power Behind my fight. Crying even harder- About all of the Most beautiful reasons- Behind my why.
I am not the person I used to be. I am still- A work in progress, And learning so much About the new me- Daily.
When you have been stripped Of physical attributes You once identified Yourself by, You get to the good stuff, And are humbled and reminded Of all that really matters- In this life.
I am not defined By the darkness Or the obstacles I overcome. But I must choose To rise again and again- To become- My knight in shining armor That slays the darkness By growing into- A better human.
I am not the person I used to be. But I am becoming The person I choose to be. I am millions Of sparkling lights That dance across The night sky- I am the morning sun Peeking over the horizon- Bursting with Magnificent colors At sunrise- Alive with hope. Dancing with joy. Giving gratitude- And fighting To keep shining My love and light From the purest Parts of myself Inside.
I am not the person I used to be. And I am finally ready To accept the new me- With open arms
dreamer | artist | painter | poet 