| Life
had changed forever on that first day,
when I stepped into those dainty shoes
that gracefully extended the arch of my
foot. A feeling washed through me like
none I have ever experienced before, and
it would tease and confuse me for decades
to come. I walked tentative at first, and
then with a sway of confidence that
transformed my very being, or perhaps
released that which was there all along.
With
each tear, devoid of the pretense that
manhood often dictates, I could see myself
for the first time, and life was
beautiful: it breathed before me.
I could hear the heartbeat of life
all around me, and now touch those
emotions that had previously been only for
the viewing -- protected, or trapped,
behind the glass wall – always in sight,
never within reach.
Emerging
from behind the mask of a life not truly
mine, yet inadvertently one of my own
design, I stood naked before the world,
refreshed and unafraid. I was confronted
with the truth of me, as only I knew it,
while others could only look on with
bemused wonderment, concern or disdain.
Still, after such a long journey I was
surprised to find myself back at the
beginning, wiser perhaps, possessing
deeper understanding of myself, yet again
asking why – still searching for the missing
pieces of that elusive puzzle.
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