Once, I was a girl who knew no bounds. I ravished through the hearts of lions, picking the torment out of my teeth with satisfaction. An unbreakable soul, an untouchable heart hidden deep behind a sea of green. The gates that bound my heart were immaculate, well maintained, formidable. I was a fortress.
I lavished in my solidarity, fighting for it, thriving on it.
My young were set up on a pedestal, where they were worshipped like the Gods and Goddesses. Protected by me like a tiger protecting her cubs. It was us against Them, and we were winning. Winning what? The War, of course. Against fear, failure, pain, and agony. We climbed to the highest parts of the world, secluding ourselves indefinitely. They kept trying to come, trying to penetrate our fortress….but, they failed, they fell and we rose even higher. We sang our war cries and danced to our song, loving the moments of our success. Nothing could tear us apart. Nothing could break us down.
Then we saw it, a glimmer of hope. She came from our blind side knowing how to get passed our barriers. I was raped of my caution, seduced by desires….thrown from my position. We gave up the pedestal to her, a throne of her own. They cowered in her presence seeking approval and acceptance. I yearned for her fire, her life, her breath. Slowly, the chains binding my heart began to wither, rusting from negligence. Fears forgotten and filled with something bigger….something brighter….something stronger. My soul was reborn with the glow of an Angel’s enlightenment. There was a new kind of warrior in town.
We followed her anywhere.
Softened by comfort, we have forgotten how to survive. Smothered by love, we have forgotten how to live without it. Tricked by unity, we have been betrayed…..
But, we will rise again to the highest ends of the world. We will fight through the pain that has been inflicted.
I have learned a lesson and I’ve learned it well. The ache in my heart will soon dull….it will fade…it will serve as a reminder that there is only us.
I am the Master of my Fate 