Being birthed
I was given two options
Departing the usual direction
Or taking the path of enlightenment
In the womb of my soul
I calculated each step before it was to happen
Spending an enternity rolling the pros and cons over like cement not yet layed
Then I knew
Like a knife sliding across the throat
It was exposed to me clearly
And taken like a breath of air
I climbed through the opening in the veil of consciousness
Bloody and soaked in self-awareness
And took my first step
Into the light
Apr 29, 2013
Apr 29, 2013 at 11:57 PM UTC
Being birthed
I was given two options
Departing the usual direction
Or taking the path of enlightenment
In the womb of my soul
I calculated each step before it was to happen
Spending an enternity rolling the pros and cons over like cement not yet layed
Then I knew
Like a knife sliding across the throat
It was exposed to me clearly
And taken like a breath of air
I climbed through the opening in the veil of consciousness
Bloody and soaked in self-awareness
And took my first step
Into the light
