Thursday, May 9, 2013
It is all within his grasp and sitting before him the glory that which awaits. Yet, he hesitates... Why? Perhaps he is in disbelief. Or perhaps, maybe, he is still numb. Or perhaps, maybe still, he questions the surety of his release--the guarantee of freedom... and that which comes without receipt . For the years of oppression still ensue and reverberate through his bones like a beaten dog remembering through muscle only. His nerves still severed and resonate traumas. And still, by some miraculous design of nature they instinctively strive to regenerate, reach out, reconnect and repair.
That which awaits him is magnificent by any measure. Truly a treasure to behold.