Mine was a happy soul. A warm, yellow-orange manifestation which grew from God herself.
Brightness an incendiary flame begun from deep within She started from a single drop of sunlight and moved through this universe tirelessly, waiting for a way to get back. She picked up blackness along the way. Deep blues and heavy purples dimmed her light but still she shined and her glow transformed.
This is when my soul came to meet my body and there they became perfectly entangled and equally united.
In this moment of saving grace I am reborn again I am healed from inward out. I am together I am not apart, or separate but equal I am one.
I cry to the heavens and allow my heart to escape my chest to let it float about untamed and unafraid. My being has become illuminated and quiet tears have made their happy debut in my eyes before cascading freely down my beaten face.
I am no longer woman and I am no man I am just a being of God hovering above my earthly body in her good graces.