Who/what is this?

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Who/what is this awake inside of me?

Who/what is this seeing something I yet can’t see?

Who/what is this guiding me to places unknown?

Who/what is this?

This thing feels foreign to me. Alien. Like the alien, alive, while I also live. It strains to see the light of day. It forces me to open, more and more. If I dare not, it dares for me, does something to me, pursues me until dare I do.

Who/what is this, I ask God, I ask Life?

Is this me? Is this You? A combination of the two?

God. Life. Who/what is this that has come to life deep inside?

I wonder.

I wander.

I ponder.

I saunter.

Forward.

Onward.

Upward.

No destination.

Only determination.

Determined.

Certain.

Ready.

Able.

Unburdened.

Unlearned.

Unafraid.

I walk.

I run.

I fly.

I fall.

I laugh.

I cry.

I try.

Who/what is this coming from inside me?

Does it matter, as I gather, as I rather be who I was meant to be? Not really.

Who/what is this?

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: At times, the heart needs to ponder, needs to wonder, needs to wander. Let it. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know the matter. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what’s the matter. At times, let your heart gather. Let your heart matter. It will lead you to wonderous places, scary places, awesome places. Places needing to have been visited long ago. Life is short. Say. Live. Love.

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