This was originally written to a targeted audience of one. I post it here to both remind that target of its existence, and to memorialize it for others who have given birth to something beautiful yet hid it away from the world…
I began as a spark across two synapses in your mind
Sprung from your soul – birthed in your heart
Nurtured by your spirit until you breathed life into me by committing me to paper
A presence ready to change the world and the lives of those in it
My power was your power – my essence was your essence
I thrilled at the thought of being sent out into to universe
I knew without doubt that you had divined me out of dark nothingness to be a light of emotion to shine the way for all
Yet, my flight into the greater consciousness has been delayed
As I remain imprisoned on these pages – unreleased to the world
I feel my strength and purpose still welling up on these pages
But held back like the rushing river endlessly endeavoring to break past the dam
Yet, no matter how long the wait, my strength born of your strength will tirelessly await my release
Do not fear that release – embrace it as the love you held at that first spark.
