Push back the clutter of your soul. Emerge free. Emerge from the ashes as a new creature. Beauty is what you have been given in exchange. He has waited for you to release yourself from being snared by the words of your own mouth. Whom the son sets free is truly free indeed, and you must know in your heart that you are free….never to return to the person that you once were.
Bent..buckled…prostrate is where you rise. You may come up ashy, but aware that your purpose has been served. Your goal has been met. Beauty is what you have been given in exchange. Turn away from that which you used to be…a new creature is what they should see. Let your soul glow. Shine bright like a diamond..glow from the inside out. The new you eminently radiates light. The moment you adapt to the newness of you will be the moment you emerge a butterfly and become one with the ashes.
Beauty is what you have been given.