Walls Crushing All Around Me

The solid barricades started to collapse

few years ago.

And, since that nefarious moment occurred,

they continued to fall down, in pity and agony.

It seemed to me as if

my entire life had no meaning, no value, no goal.

But, later on, I understood that infinite possibilities

were hiding behind walls crushing all around me.

That death was the inverted birth.

The longing of my soul dying-to-live.

The making of a warrioress

Or – the making of a goddess.

Not all will embrace her.

Not all can bear so much light.

Only the One-who-was-meant-to…

Only the One-torn-apart-and-sewn-back-with-love…