Crippled by lies,
false beliefs,
insecurities,
bowed low by
pressures,
external,
and internal,
bent by
expectations
too high
to reach,
she shuffled through
life, gazing
not at new horizons,
but at the ground,
where dreams
trodden
into the dust
lay dying,
reflecting her heart.
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...it had all become
so normal
that she'd forgotten
what hope was,
what her dreams were,
what her voice
sounded like
when she spoke
with her own words...
+
Once while
praying,
she heard
her name
called on the wind
awakening a deep
longing
she'd forgotten she knew...
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Then came the day
that he called her forward,
and called her free,
the day that her
burdens, seen and unseen
rolled away
and slowly she stood tall,
tall but vulnerable,
her horizons
had changed,
and he called her to reconnect
with the unforced rhythms
of grace,
to take her place
in life's eternal dance...
+
She took her
first steps
slowly...
but then...
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