I just noticed that what I wrote in the previous entry could be a poem:
The Path to Transformation
Negotiate the dark places in your life.
Fail. Make rotten choices.
Be as selfish as you want to be.
Hit rock bottom.
Turn to stone.
Become a statue in some devil's antechamber.
Hunger. Thirst. Never be satisfied.
Oh how you suffer,
but tears won't come.
Resist.
Resist.
Resist.
Transformation doesn't happen in an instant.
Becoming something else is hard.
Do what comes natural:
Harden your heart, blame others.
This will take a long time.
Hard to believe,
but one day you'll encounter grace.
Hard to believe,
but someone's out there,
really,
someone's out there,
who will not judge you.
Only then will you change,
be one with the sun.
You will be love.
Transformation doesn't happen in an instant.
ReplyDeleteBecoming something else is hard.
So well stated.
TJ
Thank you for this.
ReplyDeleteThis was so beautiful and meaningful to me. The folly of youth and the process of maturing and realizing that we find our true beauty in taking our eyes off ourselves and seeing others. It reminds me of the child who one day understands their parents and forgives them, freeing themselves in the process.
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