Growing Into Oneself

Why does discovery take its time?

Why do predators prey upon one’s honesty,

The dispassionate upon one’s compassion,

The opportunist upon one’s generosity?

Might it be…

A lesson needing to be learned

Uttered with the voice from within?

For like the cocoon of nature

So too are aspects of human design

Allowing patience and faith

To energize the authenticity of one,

Where like the processing of the cocoon,

The tightness of isolation and confinement

Infuses the awakening of the soul,

Where the heart takes flight.

Like the butterfly of birth

Celebrating the growth into itself,

The yin/yang of nature and humankind

Are able to discover the whole being

In its entirety.

Suddenly…

Energy by design

Reveals acceptance,

Safety,

Gratitude,

Love.

Having become one’s real self,

Undaunted by what people might think,

Knowing the beauty inside the darkness of the cocoon,

And the light dawning the birth,

Is designed for growth beyond pain,

Where sadness and despair abate.

Such is the light always patient,

Always ready to steal one away

To discover one’s authentic self,

The one born of truth.