New chapters, new life, new pages from the same book

You are the final bloom from the forgotten garden
A whisk of wind caresses the depths of your soul to invite you to the new day
The sunlight sweeps the curtains that hug the face of one’s reflection
A window to the darkest soils of Earth that bear fruit and truths intangible to a skeptic’s mind
Open your heart, as there is always room to grow
In the uncomfortable, I hear the cracks of a womb-like shell shed the marrow that once held who I once was
What a gift it is to change
To never be predicted
And be remembered for the essence that you carried amid all the shifts you’ve experienced
What a blessing it is to feel pain
To feel sorrow
Grief
A relief to find the medicine cabinet was weaved into your DNA
You alone carry all the healing for those wounds
A remembrance of the sacred promise that was buried within your flesh at first breath 
One beat at a time
One second
At a time
A moment
Where the universe colluded with its creator to bring about you
All that you are
To become what the universe deserves you to be
A love story
The answers have always been within you
Till now and forever
A promise sealed by a baby’s first cry and a sleeping soul’s visit back to its own dreams