Once upon a time I loved deeply.
Then one day the object of my love began to frighten me.
Fear grew and behaviors began to twist.
Unchecked, fear took over and the one I once loved so deeply I began to hate.
Hate grew and twisted the outward expression even further.
It began to turn in on itself.
Without conscious recognition I began to hate myself.
Twisted to the point of being unrecognizable, I began to cry for help.
The only Ones to hear me were not of this Earth.
I wasted precious time doubting I was heard at all yet little by little I began to recognize small things, small miracles.
So small were the changes no one else could see them.
No one believed me.
I did not listen to the clucking of others.
Rather I separated myself from them so I could grow unhindered, with the seemingly imperceptible changes within.
Much time has passed.
Love and Light has shattered and consumed both hatred and fear.
Once again I Am free to love and be loved as it was in the beginning.
Amen
Astara
