Her strength was hidden by her fears.
A cloak that covered her great powers, making her seem weak.
Her focus was always directed on the future, yet the darknesses of the past continued to try and drown her, it tried to sink her, dragging her deep below the surface of the present moment she so longed to see.
A light was bright within her, guiding her, and others.
Yet, she never saw this light, though she was told about it by many.
The storms that chased her kept her focused on the fears that she was determined to conquer.
What she saw was darkness, fear and worry.
Doubts plagued her thoughts, poisoning her mind like chains, dragging her down.
The depth of her seas took her under, yet she always found ways to swim back up to the surface to breathe.
Yet, not for long.
Storms constantly took her under, so she learned to breathe underwater.
She found her strength within the depths, finding peace in her solace, she found her ground to stand on, deep within the storm under the sea that surrounded her, on sands at the bottom of the ocean.
In the deep depths of the sea, she found her way, she finally saw the light that others had been guided by whenever she was near.
On a day that seemed ordinary, she found she had wings.
Learning how to swim with them under water, she wondered if they could also take her above the surface.
She kicked off from the sands on the bottom of the ocean floor.
Pushing through the cold waters, she emerged, flying above the sea, into the clouds above.
She realized she could also fly.
– M.










