The shadow isn’t your enemy.
It is the catalyst that breeds light.
And that light you see isn’t borrowed from outside,
but the flaming spirit within you that never stopped burning.
Every time when you choose to feel instead of numb,
To question instead of obey,
To confront instead of retreat,
You carve a crack through the darkness,
And send a message to the universe about a story of rebirth.
Like Phoenix rising from the ashes.
So, walk the dim path my friend.
Do not fold your wings or bend your head.
Let your pulse be the touch,
Your breath the anchor,
Your heart the compass,
And your spirit the blade, that cuts not to destroy,
But to open,
To let the light in,
And to let yourself out.
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