The Resurrection

The Resurrection

“Yes, today I will celebrate a resurrection; my own.

Fresh from the emerald Earth I rise anew,

face lifted towards the shining sun,

and decide that Today is the Day I start thinking for myself.

No more belief in what is fed to me. No more comforting dependence on anyone but myself.

No more tears over what I’ve lost. No more fears of the unknown.

Yes, today I will celebrate a resurrection; my own.

Fresh from the emerald Earth I rise anew,

face lifted towards the shining sun,

and decide that Today is the Day I start believing in myself.

Instead of following, I choose to lead. Instead of surviving, I choose to live.

Instead of laying down in defeat, I choose to stand and fight. Instead of blind obedience, I choose intelligent defiance.

I need no savior to purchase my freedom.

I have always been Free.

The Promethean Flame of the Light Bringer burns in my heart.

The Masks of the Adversary, from age to age,

bring enlightenment and like this sun-filled Resurrection morning,

reveal the Truth of my origin and the Source of my rebellion.

Yes, today I will celebrate a resurrection; my own.

Fresh from the emerald Earth I rise anew,

face lifted towards the shining sun,

and decide that Today is the Day

I Become.”

Words: The Blyssful Witch

Image: sun, werol (Michal Mierzejewski)