Once I groveled, presently I glide—at times faltering; now assurance leads my way.
Without a void, I courageously explore all that’s been set before me—a buffet of pleasurable delights.
I encounter no woes and no foes.
Arriving at this place of peace is surreal yet familiar—like where I’ve always been meant.
My previous illusionary state was completely deceptive.
Horrid though my past might have been, nevermore am I faced with looking at its slain head.
Truth revealed the illusion; a bully scared me into believing I existed as a lower-class soul.
Being of royal descent, my nature is regal reigning with princes; leading and plotting courses of illuminated destinies.
I’m a warrior Princess.
My sheathed sword can cut through spiritual bones and sinews; ensuring the security of my lot.
Where there once was pity now there’s awe and disbelief of my profound transformation.
I’m a Princess—mighty and bold because my Father is King.
My Father not only taught me ways of the regal, but he’s gifted me with strategic maneuvering to chart destiny’s course.
Granted eagle height perspective, I see miles ahead as I stay my journey’s course.
I lead my Father’s army; for they trust and know I have their best life at heart.
They’re free to be who they are in our kingdom—exhaling their breath so others are capable of living.
Soul bondage is a death row felony in our land—only freedom walks our gilded streets.
So, what are your desires, my Father asks?
I’m without anything—because now, I receive gifts you choose to give me.
©2012 Nesi Writes