By Mark A. Leon

One year ago

One year ago, I found my life again

Found my way

One year ago, I walked away from everything that made me successful and tore me further away from myself

One year ago I saw a beacon shine into my soul

One year ago I found a way to love

Unconditional, authentic and raw

One year ago I hiked to the highest mountain to pledge discovery

One year ago I found faith in myself

One year ago, I was on my way

One year ago I was born.

Born into a spiritual awakening

Through the hatred and divide I found myself closer to being fine

When the smoked cleared there it was, innocent and free

To a sphere of happiness and raw energy bore from the stars

One year ago, the words and ideal completed a puzzle that seemed more confused by the rubble of the earthquake

One year ago, I found a place enchanted in a euphoric forest of discovery.

One year ago, I found you hidden inside me and now free to live

One year ago I opened my eyes to breathe

One year ago, I blessed this one to paper to write the narrative I knew I had hidden for too long