A new day of hope. I
awaken with thoughts of a new beginning.
Desires of washing away the reds and blues of anguish that
have plagued my existence.
Free of the chains that bind and mute me.
Transformed to a wondrous, free butterfly.
Soaring through life.
Freely choosing to be fire red and
ocean blue.
Choosing to be a bright light or turbulent wave.
Indistinguishable and indestructible, that is me.
Blessed day I have
risen changed and free.
©Regina Phillips 2019
Glorious idea and loved the execution . . . It is great to see so may different takes on these prompts . . . cheers, Eddie . . :)
ReplyDeleteThat final transformation into the ocean wave! Just rolls right through me.
ReplyDeleteThe freedom to be who we truly are is a true liberty! I love the hope and wisdom in your beautiful and uplifting poem Regina!
ReplyDeleteLove this blog! So colorful and so you! 😍
ReplyDeleteThanks Carrie, I stumbled across it.
DeleteThe glorious power of change, transformation is a wondrous thing!
ReplyDeleteChange is what makes us survivals... always a new day
ReplyDeleteBeautifully spoken words of empowerment.
ReplyDeleteEmbracing change is one of the best things we can do for ourselves.
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