We Win

When first embarking on the journey we call life,

Adversity seemed the source of never ending strife.

You cause my feet to stumble, you pointed out my shame.

You slipped through my defenses, and poked at all my pain.

I finally caught on and turned the table on your games.

Your tricks no longer hinder me, I count them all as gain.

The wind that used to whip my face is now beneath my wings.

That storm that used to steal my joy, is the rain in which I sing.

Your opposing forces only helped to build my strength,

Your steadfast pursuit helped me to walk and not grow faint.

Where once all your Resistance only seemed to pull me back,

The sling’s been shot and now I see, that I’m on the attack.

Where once I was afflicted and bogged down in misery,

Now I am the warrior that I am called me to be.

Thanks for all your help. You have taught me how to win.

Now I see adversity truly was my friend.

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And Then She Let Go

Let Go! Let Go! Let Go! It was on repeat, it was all she could hear. But her hands were still clenched tight. She knew that by letting go she would lose something, but the only way to move forward was to let go. What was it that she held onto? She was afraid to find out. Whatever it was, she had been holding it as long as she could remember, so long it had become part of her. Defiant fists maintained their silent revolt. Finally, something gave way inside of her. The fear of loss was overtaken by the desire for growth. Her wrists went slack, her hands stopped shaking, and of their own volition angry fists gave way to the white flag of her palms. The things she held onto remained but a moment before they flew away.

One by one they went; fear, self doubt and insecurity. As each one took flight, she remembered the moments in her childhood, when, in innocence she chose to pick them up. She had carried them for so long. She thought they were for her protection. She felt the relief of weight she thought was her own and pain so constant it went unnoticed. They were no longer part of her, and they were never meant to be.

Come Forth

She couldn’t help it. Her head knew better, but her heart was unrelenting. One day she would realize that her heart spoke from trust and her head spoke only of fear, and at that very moment all of the power she suppressed would come forth and the Earth would never be the same.