I.
“It doesn’t happen overnight.”

It didn’t.

Through my cage door—
He called to me,
inviting me to open up.

II.
Please, help balance me.
Please—
I need Your blessing.

I need Your kiss of Love.

Your holding me.

III.
I heal in spirals,
peeling back the layers,
revisiting wounds with fresh eyes,
new perspectives,
new feelings.

IV.
Shedding old selves like snake skin,
losing nothing but flesh.

Magenta heart throbs
harder into new life—
becoming.

V.
I grow gently.
I don’t even notice it
until time passes
and I see myself struggling less

out from under realities I used to dwell in.

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