This is you, this is Real

motivational of finding yourself at a happy moment within yourself Maybe a bit of a surprise, suddenly seeing a different you.

Walking in the dark isn't very new

from time to time it can get a bit frightening
not knowing what might lurk further ahead in the dark foggy abyss

Cold to the palm of my hand

no where near unbearable but enough to open your senses
soft skin gliding down the smooth surface
feel the faint ridges, pattern of earth

You know there are elongated circular patterns

rings of proof the years it lived
before it was re-rooted and changed into a new form

Push right through the threshold

where light encompasses the room by mere want
all day walk around in a vessel that you know is yours
but turn to the side and see that gloss shine
light bouncing in every direction
unseen to the eye

Staring at the reflected glass you see another

it is very familiar figure and yet you wonder
Who is that
What are they
Where have they been all this time
How long have they been there
Has everyone else seen this person

Emotions arise to the top

Exciting
Mysterious
Invigorating
Motivating

Hormones bounce left to right

this person you recognize  beyond the other side
a new feeling, a good feeling
hands on the cool surface on the same level as your waist
cold once again

That sensation seeping into your skin

this is real
that person is you
the better you
the happier you
the continuous growing you

Outside this encasing room is just walls

mistakes happen
two steps forward sometimes calls for one step back
fear lurks in every step
depression attacks when you are the most weak
inner strength seems to be shy and bashful

Yet progress is made

nothing for naught
better, stronger, happier
nothing free

Murphy's law is not infinite

not forever,
short moments bringing the happiness even more stronger
deep breath, filling the lungs
chest expands, eyes settle on the image

Crack of a smile,

soft and warm
filled with energy
confident and assured

THIS IS YOU, THIS IS REAL.

Downfalls Happen, but vines growing through concrete cracks in a concrete jungle
You are surviving, every minute becoming that flower you wish to be, going higher than any sky scrapper or plane can go..

Not a dream, not imagination, very much awake and alive

out, out , walk run sprint jog
through that threshold back into the darkness
come back again to see the bigger progress
different mistakes, different problems, different depression

See you in the next appointment

can't run away
you will come back
you will see
ever growing
ever changing
but always you.