The Balloon

A child somewhere, somehow let go of their beloved balloon. The child watched teary eyed as it floated further and further away, becoming no less beautiful, but rather more impossible to obtain again. They held up their hand as if to try and grasp it once more, but then waved silently as it continued its ascent.

I was that balloon, the child my beginning and the sky my life around me. I floated like what seemed aimless, but there was indeed a purpose as always there is. 

I was lost and untethered in such a way that sometimes I felt free and entirely exhilarated, but in another way restricted to my isolation, being the only one to see myself. All the while the fear of fact in the back of my mind; what goes up must come down so the laws of physics as well as life have proven to be true time and time again. Questions gather around me like the clouds in my sky - creating obstacles in my journey as doubt often does. 

Would my descent be a pleasant one? Then as doubt also often does it provided me with two choices for its progression; to prolong awaiting the unknown which is inevitable or to act as catalyst in quickening my descent. 

My decision was made. Down I came, not falling, but floating. A hand reached up for me and grasped the string that is my soul, pulling me in ever so gently. This hand was not the unpracticed hand of a child.

 This hand didn't let go, and soon ever so sincerely my soul became tethered to another beautiful soul. 

No longer am I isolated, but I myself have not changed much except that my connection to this world is now profoundly strong. I grow everyday and life no longer an empty sky lies before me abounding with possibilities that are the stars that fill my universe. 

Never before had I dared to let such a fierce and incandescent hope weigh me down, my load and my heart had been unable to afford such a weight. Now though I know that I can carry hope.

No longer inaccessible, no longer a weight, but rather a way of life. Hope is something that is overflowing the brim of my heart into another heart. So share it I do.