Once we think Oh we grew, our feet are taking us to places, diving into one experience into the other, Witnessing a humongous arena of change and expansion of understanding, learning, and connections. wandering through the mystery of our lives. A story after another, not in the movies not in books or even a script has ever been written before. That is the true story of flesh and blood, living among us, with us or close to us. As an eye witness on a civilization of hundreds of years and its mechanisms, the mysterious ways of living, surviving and rising or falling down.
A combination of joy and intimidation. Asking yourself how come these two phases can exist in one coin and it is transferred from one generation to another. The depth of each phase, the depth of layers and stages. Imagine yourself from the old age, still living in the good memories of old days, imagine yourself in a summery flower dress, bare feet walking into a stream of water, in her way to reach a shore of steep rocky features. Moving from the gentleness, beauty serenity fulfilling a range of peace, calmness to such unknown steep rocky shore. What a feeling, imaging, sensation, and thoughts would come into the waves of the days, years to come.
With a heart once was filled with joy and from where such joy was planted. It is an imprint within since her childhood. Early life does matter, the whole beauty within once was connected with the creator and the maker of the universe. No worries, no fears, no intimidations till the unknows walks in and brings the unexpected, the most horrific changes on such holy phase of joy. The mind has trembled confused and most of the time trouble. A rage of anger, frustration, and bitterness. Unexplained, complex of unresolved emotions, situations, challenges, broken hearts start to build up within that holy phase of joy that we believed once that is, this is what life means and that what she believed. Till change started to happen, her wandering mind to reach a shore is fighting to give birth. asking herself is this what I believe or I thought I believe?
With the complexity of experiences one thing I wonder to seek the true phase of truth even in the middle of her bleeding feet, reaching a destination of clarity the thing she believes. No doubt what she sees no one else can see, she sees beyond the flesh. The realm of the spirit that carries her through all the challenges she walked and still walking through. The meaning of intimidation is so clear now yet it has no place in her heart, like a volcano set to erupt and brings the complete truth. She chooses to go ahead to the steep rocky shore bare feet, walking through the spiky edges of endless rocks ahead, in each step, there is a truth reveals itself. Going into a deep steep journey of discovery to the world of unchanging two phases joy and intimidations, The girl of mountains, hills, and valleys, identifying herself as the spirit of undefeated. She belongs to THE ONE WHO Made her the way she is, no matter the steepness of the rocks, She knows deep down, HE rejoices to see her keeping walking, persistent to discover HIS unending realm of love, no fear of man, no fear death, She is standing with her bleeding feet, knowing the HE is her redeemer, healer, and defender .HE promised and HIS promises will not fail, no matter how the world wants to hide her under its intimidations and fear, yes, how far, how deep the journey will be, she does not know, all she knows that she has to trust the unknown. By: ME" The Undefeated Spirit"
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