Lay down your shame, your smallness, and pick up your worth. Rise from the shackles of pain to thank the shadow for your strength to reach, to grow, to shine.
Ignite your passion with a spark of imagination and paint with the colors of your soul. Dance, sing, leap. And if that seems extreme, consider a simple cartwheel.
Trust the soles of your feet as you dust off your dreams and walk with the courage to create them, to live them.
Remember the love that thrives in every seed planted, including the one that brought you here. It is the most potent universal truth, this business of love.
Gather it, offer it, give gratitude for the aching and longing that calls it forth. Open your arms and receive it. Be it.
Bloom, dearly beloved, like a moon flower, a sunflower, or even a cactus.
© 2018 Tyrse Fayewood
Tyrse Fayewood (author) on June 12, 2018:
Lovely reflection, Kenneth, thank you. Sense it does indeed make.
Kenneth Avery from Hamilton, Alabama on June 08, 2018:
Hi, Tyrse -- beautiful job. And to show you that I am pretty much a writer for abstract/prose, I read your hub again and it spoke to me about "love your neighbor as you love yourself," a lot of people have somehow left off the second part of this powerful scripture, when at both ends, loving one's self is just as important as your neighbor.
I hope that I made sense.
Keep in touch with me.
Tyrse Fayewood (author) on May 27, 2018:
Thank you Kenneth and Charmaine, I appreciate your feedback and encouragement.
Kenneth Avery from Hamilton, Alabama on May 14, 2018:
Very moving adjective-driven terms--Loved it.
Nice artwork to drive home the point.
Keep up the fine work.
threekeys on May 12, 2018:
A poem of hope. Encouraging.
Love the image of the flowering cactus.