Repressed

Repressed

Sitting here wondering

whether even to write this,

this inner journey I've been on,

looking at some old notes

from January of 2015.

Repressed was the word

that reached out

and grabbed me.

How as a youth I was taught

to hold the real me at bay,

physically taught that at one point,

emotionally taught it at another.

Many others actually.

My quandary is how to make this upbeat.

Uncovering old wounds

brings them to the light

of a new understanding,

birthing a new you.

As if I were a Spiritual seed

lost in the darkness surrounding me

only to break through the surface

into the light of the Love 

that I always knew was there. 

Once exposed

I bloom with Love,

understanding, and acceptance

of what was, and what is.

And that my journey

into the Light

of the Love that I Am,

and we all are

continues ever onward.  

Awakening to my Spirituality

and sharing it.

All My Love Always, Keith