I Am Free

I took two steps and stopped.
Something inside my chest shifted…
then cracked and shattered.

I began crying…hard.

I tell God that I think I
just broke me…I’m broken
and that I don’t know what
to do about it.

I feel as if someone grabbed me
and shook me, they’d
hear the broken pieces rattle
inside of me.

It was then I realized I wasn’t
broken! I had just freed my
heart that I’d been protecting.
And I no longer needed to.

It was freedom I was experiencing…
not breakage.

I am free.

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11/27/11 – Another blast from the past. Not sure what I was going through, but the feelings and experience were tangible.

by Jan Toomer