Precious One

Precious One

PRECIOUS ONE

Torn, will worn, hope gone and faith forsakes you. Seated in a dark corner crying your eyes out, feeling trapped and cursed, this is not the first time. Abused, betrayed and butchered to a point of no redemption. Scarred, frightened by every little thing, you cannot find peace. Heart breaks as you observe this old self through a time capsule that shows events of life’s past. Through this somewhat magical historical window you watch the “precious one”. Advancing closer to this budding hurt version of yourself, heart beating as you know this is against the rules of the capsule, you whisper to them;

“Precious one, a life so loved

That left footprints in my heart

Now a treasure to my soul

Oh precious one,

Your life had just begun

So live forever more

May your memory flow with the waters

And so long my love

Although I hadn’t had enough

Enjoy your life beyond

As long as you are now happier

I’ll let go”

 You can walk away and choose to remember no more. Oh how you have grown! It is easier to whisper such now as with age came wisdom. Understanding that you carve your own sculptor and you have one thing in mind;

“Don’t let others define you. Don’t let the past confine you. Take charge of your life with confidence and determination and there are no limits on what you can do and be”

Living in the past is something we do all too well as beings. We never want to let go. Let go of the pain, hurt, betrayal and anything and everything that made us feel inadequate. Being told we were failures growing up at times leads to one becoming just that instead of noting the power they have to alter the script.Of course we cannot alter how the precious one was made to feel, inadequate, a loser, and the works! However, we can change how we want to feel for the rest of our lives. It is important to note life is what we make it. I learnt this when;

“I bargained with Life for a penny

And Life would pay no more

However, I begged at evening

When I counted my scanty score

For Life is a just employer,

He gives you what you ask

But once you have set the wages

Why must you bear the task

I worked for a menial’s hire

Only to learn dismayed

That any wage I had asked of Life

Life would have willingly paid” 

Beyond a shadow of doubt, we are the authors of our book called Life. We determine the words and sentences that go on every page. Certainly obstacles will be faced leading to a writer’s block or pages and chapters we would never want to revisit. Regardless, the book needs to be written to the very last page. Being an author entails none can ever take your place thus you need to see the book through bearing in mind none can take away what you desire to go on each page.

Oh precious one enjoy your life beyond as long as you are now happier I’LL LET GO.

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