Changed

there is a beautiful metamorphosis occurring internally
i mean
the me inside of me is changing
the shape of my thoughts are being molded into philosophies
tethered in life lessons of growth and healing these
festered wounds...
as comely scabs that covered newness
fall,
pink fleshy possibilities call,
beckoning to me in daydreams
that flow freely
finally i am free
liberated
as my lips learn new melodies
my tongue taste harmony
saturated in unspeakable happiness
as joy is stirred into the process
I am a beautiful mess.
blessed as Perfect touches
touch me,
leaving infinite fingerprints on a new soul
perfectly perfecting me , slowly
until my soul grows wings..
and I'll be
changed