The always present force of Love,

that cradles a baby in her sleep,

lives in the depths of me.

Ever present, it is an energy,

with lungs that breaths light,

and a heart that beats,

on the purity of His own soul.

In the gentlest touch I find Him,

asking Him to never leave me alone,

and I try to hold on tight,

to the soft robe that holds me.

I cry bitter tears of feelings,

I generally never feel,

where grieve and joy have immersed,

into one big emotion,

that overwhelms every inch of me.

I am trying to overcome the fear,

trying to prevent me from coming closer,

but it swallows me up like a whale.

Inside the whale, I live for three years,

until finally, I am let go,

and love grabs me in one single flow.

All I had to learn was to let go!

The released control can no longer,

find me where I have always been –

I have moved on.

Moved on from the fear and grieve,

that pestered me for so long.

All there is left is deep peace,

that welcomes the silence like sleep,

cradles me in the evening.

Love has taught me to grow,

to let go of the control inside me,

and to release the butterfly,

that has been imprisoned in my soul,

all this time.

I have moved on,

from everything I used to be,

and everything that I have done,

or has been done to me.

I have moved on,

and the splinters of my cocoon,

are the only evidence of who I used to be.

Today, at the hand of Love,

I have finally become,

who I was always supposed to be –

today, I am free!