Being born is like shedding a skin –
painful in a deep-soul kind of way
not really physical, but all-encompassing
where each breath you take
goes to the very roots of your being.
It’s been said by many –
we are born, we live, we die,
and that’s all.
Something happens, though –
between birth and dying
hardship, anguish, soul-shaking calamity
ease, security, utter happiness
where many get stuck, and many become lost.
But for those who have eyes to see –
and hearts to feel
out of those circumstances
we are reborn
into light, joy, peace.
And if we go just one step further –
following our destiny
wherever it may lead us
we are reborn into Love.
Not the superficial, surface kind –
but the deep-soul, all-encompassing kind
that feels like it’s going to
explode out of your chest
to illuminate the whole of the Universe.
Every corner exposed –
every shadow dissolved
and every single breath we take thereafter
a comforting compassion
to any and all we touch.