In a Contemplative State of Mind
Oh Secrets… where are you hidden within me?
Help me find you no matter how deep and buried you may be.
You maybe boons, triumphs or valor that I’d love to embrace, or…you may be dark, dingy, ugly torments that I find hard to prepare to meet.
Whatever or wherever you are… where did you come from? Are you hand me downs from generations and generations gone by? Or… could it be my own making? Or, perhaps… will I pass it down for generations to come?
Whatever they are… give me the joys that I may enjoy them now, and…and…grant me the strength, bravery and courage to handle the demons I may encounter that I have put off for too, too long.
For secrets that lay hidden can only be burdens for so long. Expose them soon; please expose them soon, for it’s time to turn them into milestones. The time is now; the time is now… don’t you know, tomorrow ceases the moment we reach it!