It began as a feeling that started in my legs and crept its way up my spine.
It reached my head; and to every strand on my head.
It made a home inside.
I looked around the room, and it began to look brighter.
It was the dead middle of winter, but I saw summer.
I felt a lump arise in my throat.
I couldn’t even murmur a simple sound.
My fingers tingled, and I just watched the subtle tremble.
I looked around the room at everyone wondering if they ever had the privilege to experience this.
My heart began to compete with every breath I took; three per heartbeat.
I took a walk thinking I could shake the feeling.
I blamed it on jitters.
I felt tears in my eyes but nothing weighed down on my heart.
I thought back to last October and how I sat after midnight and begged for mercy.
And Every breath I take… are all apart of my greatest miracle.
I learned to move with knowledge and not temporary emotions.
I accepted blessings that are still being given to me.
I fashioned myself with the helmet of salvation
It was only when I realized that I held myself back, that I understood how important it was to enter Daybreak…
A Daybreak so unapologetically, miraculously, and fearlessly clear.