Busting Out

I've been germinating in this cocoon called life. Little did I know that I was not done developing; I still have Wings to spread. These wings will enable me to fly, soar high above attachment, self-doubt, insecurity . . . and towards the Light.

Oh, how I thought my world was crashing
and that the light was running out
that I had gone so far below that not even a ray of sunshine
could reach me
but I was incubating
my soul was dreaming
of love
and light
and purity
so that when I emerged
in case I ever forgot
my soul will remember