Slowly and slowly, brick by brick, all around me, a wall I built, to protect the little child inside. A child that came with wonder in her eyes, fascinated yet scared of the beautiful mysterious world around.
My heart danced with the soft words and soft embrace of my mother. Even when I didn’t know her language, I knew her words were full of love for me. And then there were other things. As I grew up, there were things I feared and things I loved. With every harsh word, with every small failure, one small brick was planted.
As a grown up I may not have even realized what a fortress I built. The world I looked at was through the small windows. And one day, it was not enough anymore. Yes, there was pain outside, there was struggle, but the beauty, the freedom, that was all outside the fortress too.
So brick by brick, with my tears and smiles, the wall I remove. The sun shines brightly and the wind caresses my hair! The butterflies dance and welcome me. They’re the ones who know what beauty lies outside their cocoon.
The wall is not totally gone. Sometimes I quickly pile a few bricks back and hide. But then I have tasted the freedom, so I can’t hide for long. Life calls to me and beckons me. Come taste the miracles while you still have time.
reenadhir 