They wrapped their links around me
Scraped my skin, hurt my hands and feet
The weight was much too heavy
Would I ever be free from this?
Each link seemed like a hundred pounds weight
As it cut the fine threads of my clothes
There wasn’t much room to move
Each link was tighter than the first, like no other grip can be.
Then by a stroke of chance, I glanced
My other hand lay motionless at my side
No metal chains held it prisoner
Just felt like a dead weight to my near drooping spirit.
Slowly, I willed my hand to move
To take out the chains, unravel the links that bound me
But surprised myself a moment later
The chains that held me, bound me nowhere but to myself.
There are times when we feel drained of all our energies.We make ourselves believe that our hands are tied and there’s nothing much we can do. We wait for someone to come and help us; and cry foul when nobody does.
Then just when things look so bad, we summon enough courage to look around. We try to see if we missed something; take a chance that something might still save us.
That’s when we realize what a fool we have been. There were no chains that bound us prisoner except for the fears we kept hidden so well.
Strength comes not in the absence of challenges but in the will to fight
Peace comes not in the abundance of resources but in learning to live without them.
For the purpose of life is not to have everything easy
Life’s meaning is unveiled when we truly learn
to forget, to forgive, and to give.
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