On a misty night, a young man sat on an open window journaling-
It seems all the tiresome bloodshed and tears are starting to turn into a real treasure. I came here to Earth but never lost myself or the ability to see through lights, magic, and desires this world has to offer. Sadly, I have created some tethers to things that have scarred me deeply. The first key is to sever them- to feel like a feather, a weightless heart.
Knowledge has ever been the thing I raid for, like a hungry Wolf. It is also the sword which I will use to cut and unbind myself so that I can begin to sprint across the verses. Wisdom, giving the blade an azul light to its mirror sheen edge, is what I will gain. A freedom that cannot be found except from the depths.This force is something I had to kneel down to pick up. Earth has a humbling affect. It has rough edges and tidal flames to be braved.
Nevertheless, the Divinity of a true Empress has taught me to free myself. This is the life I never will forget. “What is true does not ever fade. True freedom is found beyond the veil,” she said.
It took me a long time to understand why I was so different from everyone I come across- why I could never truly attach to anything down here; until I was shown who I truly was. Such a sight to behold, and yet it began to break chains just by her imparting wisdom.
It’s starting to set me free, I’m starting to flow…
©Solitaire
