Bloom
With humble beginnings surrounded by uncertainty, her journey begins
Days filled with quiet and darkness, a recurrence of comfort
Breaking through her own barriers a seemingly impossible feat,
Yet a feeling of warmth fills her darkest layer and in this moment of vulnerability she unfastens
With newfound freedom, reaching for the warmth for which she desires, darkness dissipates
With brightness in her eyes, she reaches up to her muse so as to call out, I am here, I have arrived
And in that moment, the comfort that once was, a distant memory, for there is freedom found within her colorful display
The world stops to acknowledge her beauty, unknowing of the chains from which she broke through
A well-kept secret only adding to her radiance
For she has bloomed
-Kristina Byrd