A packed bag

The sun rise and kisses her face. Songs of birds dancing to the rhythm of her heartbeat. Today is the

day, the day she waited so long for, the day she waited a lifetime for.

Too many heartbeats passed away. Time flew by with no returing page. Fear of the unknown kept her hostage, day by day. Until one day life hit her in the face of reality. Today is given, but no one knows what tomorrow will bring. For too long she died away in her own lie, living the dreams of someone else. Cause of fear, fear of the unknown.

A packed bag

Rich, full of historical memories

Has been greeting me at my front door

More than eternal days ago

Waiting to be picked up

I didn’t see

An attached note with a plan for me

About life’s purpose and its meaning

A written story that needed to be unfold

There was a place she had to go

A journey to be walked

A mission to complete

A voice needed to be shared

No Idea?

Where the road was heading to

How to walk the walk

And spread the voice

She told me not to worry

To just pick her up

And trust the road of her walk

It wasn’t her first time,

She had led many others before

In a time with no black and female rights

She led slaves from darkness into light

From Egypt into the desert

From the desert into the promise land

She inherent keys to all secret places

Shining in the back of her memories

Never afraid to walk into the unknown

She had her Godly guidance

All she ever needed to know

A packed back

Rich, full of historical memories

Enriched with generational dreams and visions

With voices of Kings and Queens

Where Nations rising up living the true meaning of its creed

And all humanity has equal rights

With no distinguishing of colors

Full with phenomenal beauties reflecting the inside

Dressing up with dignity and pride

Like diamonds in the sky

Waiting to be revealed

To be the head

The cover of a world leading magazine

This packed bag

Rich, full of historical memories has been waiting days and nighttimes

For someone like you

A unique master of artwork with a dream with a voice

With a leap of faith to pick her up

To walk her out

Like or Kings and Queens back in the days

With boldness, unashamed

Wanting to make a difference, wanting to make a change

Someone who faces fear and flaws

Someone who is able, perfectly and wonderfully made to design and create

New rich, voices and memories for our future days. There is a packed bag, rich, full of historical memories waiting at your front door!

I would like to hear the stories of your bag, feel free to share what you are planning to pack your bag with?

Be Blessed and Be a Blessing,

Nadira