Ripping – removing the flesh
must release the death
of the woman inside.
trapped in her own carcass
take her to the prespice
where rotten thoughts
and skin are shed.
the flesh now at her feet
leaves her replete.
before she was but
an empty shell
of a woman.
sometimes
growth can
look like
death.
Writing out my thoughts has helped me to gain a new perspective of myself. In sharing these writings, it is my hope to help others to better understand themselves. It is my belief that with each of us who chooses this path of greater understanding of thy self, that it inspires others to do the same. This building momentum is the force that drives me to share, for in my vulnerability, I find my strength. I believe that you can also find yours there. ~~~In reading some of my posts, you will see that growth is not always pretty. It is in breaking apart and coming undone that a seed sprouts and breaks free of its own captivity. It is also out of mud that the lotus blossoms. ~~~Please join me in seeing the beauty of growth within the deconstruction of our limiting beliefs. ~~T.C. View more posts
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‘Sometimes growth can look like death’ …wow. Those words resonate, Tiffany. It’s also easy for onlookers to assume the latter, when it could be further from the truth. It feels much like a chrysalis, I think.
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Yes, I agree! Interesting that she feels full once the skin (and thoughts) are shed. Thank you, Kay! 💕
The birth of the butterfly, I believe, is the death of the caterpillar…
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Absolutely! Have a wonderful weekend.💜
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Thank you, you also!
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Thanks!
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Beautiful! Yes Chrysalis. Love the reference to rotten thoughts, this is where most of my work takes place, shedding them like the skin and replacing them with His Truth! I don’t know if it was by design but I really like the way the last half of the poem tapers down, line by line to the single word “death”, Very Cool! 😎❤️ Barn
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Thank you, Ken! It was unintentional and yea, it’s pretty cool!
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