To Commemorate
13 years ago. I set out on a journey that had been a pivotal point in my life. It's been 13 years,and feels like an entire lifetime. Was it a dream? My life is so different now. I am so different, it seems.
To commemorate, a writing I came across. I haven't written in so long, so I borrow from another.
Herself
A society unconsciously committed to
patriarchal ideals will spend years pouring the
whole ocean of a woman's soul into an ice
box and call it good.
Then, there, inside that ice box, she will remain. Unless. Until.
She catches a glimpse of another oceanic soul.
That glimpse has the power to awaken her
within her small, dark, chilly tomb.
Once she is awake, she will begin to
remember she too is ocean. And it is the
remembering that has the power to set her
free. To return to her home. Herself.
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