Chapter 24
Outgrowing Old Shadows
Shadows from yesterday still stretch their length, but I outgrow them with my daily strength. My head rises higher than the dark can reach, learning to bloom where peace and courage teach. The past stays there, but I have moved ahead — sun‑lit and bright, no longer filled with dread.
The past, a tapestry of grey,
still casts its length across my day.
Familiar shapes of doubt and fear,
whisper echoes I once held dear.
But I am taller than I was,
my stem now leans on my own cause.
Each upward reach, a victory won,
outgrowing shadows, facing sun.
My head lifts higher than the gloom,
a testament to hopeful bloom.
The lessons learned, the paths I've trod,
now pave the way to peace with God.
The old terrain, it fades from view,
as I embrace the bright and new.
No longer bound by yesterday,
I bloom anew, and lead the way.