The Ring

The RING.

She took a breath. Breathe, she said. She walked towards it. She stumbled at the sight of what seemed impossible. She walked and stopped with doubt circling in her mind, and the fear of what she couldn't predict, she went with God as her armor. She walked with grit and resilience that shocked even her. The questions are orbiting in her mind. What is the truth? What do I have to do? Where am I going? Who is waiting for me? All questions with answers she didn’t hold. Will I lose again? Will I fall again? Will I cry again? Will I fall to my knees in anguish again? Who is there? The question that caused worry and fear, which even she couldn’t explain. She closed her eyes and said Breath. One simple word, Breath. Breath. Now walk. Go, it's going to be something that’s just for you. The bell rang, and she looked for a soul of comfort, nothing but hers. Breathe she said, and she walked into the ring. You are ready. You trained for this. You will win. She looked around, and still nothing. The bell rang again. She said Breath. As she trembled in her own embarrassment, she looked around with her head held high. Breathe, you are in the ring you made here. The experience brought you to the champion's ring. She looked again with a smile and spoke I did it. I did it while the tears flowing endlessly. I did it while the eyes of people looked with disgust. I did it while the mouths of treachery spoke dishonesty. I did it while I was alone and with God as my armor. I did it while my heart bled. I did it while my hands shook. I did it while people chose to speak instead of hold what was left of me. I did it while my voice radiated pain. I did it with my eyes closed, and the answers to my questions were nowhere to be found. I did it while I was barely me. I did it while I was fighting to live. I did it with a fake smile. I did it when I didn’t want to do it. Breath, she said. Breath. You did it. I did it. The bell rang and she smiled. She looked around one last time, and there it was, the door she walked through. The light radiated from it, almost blinded her, and she looked with a tear flowing down her face as the door closed. She heard the bell. Breath, she said. Breath. She looked around, and then it happened, freedom flowed through her mind and reached her every cell in her body. She removed the questions, and she became the answer. She said you were the answer all along, you just had to find it. The bell rang again, and she looked around and said I am free. I am free, and that’s when it happens, the hands clap, and the roses flew. The strength was no longer just strength; it was a brand new me. The doors that closed were the doors that opened a brand new me. That’s when she realized she was never alone. She had the silent prayers of strangers and people rooting for her to get to the other side. She had love and was blinded by what she didn’t know yet. She was always the Answer, and she made it.