By: Rebel Jones
As I stand here in none but the flesh
with the ashes of who I once was
with dimming embers floating gently
to my feet,
I stand here humble,
but tall, fore the man I have become
has not yet finished growing.
The height of a giant I shall reach
and when I do,
I shall be
whom I’m meant to be,
a giant amongst none,
but whom I used to be.
©rebeljones