The Bars Are Dissolving Now
The room is bright now, but the silence after you spoke feels heavier than the years you spent hiding it. You said the thing that could not be unsaid, and now you wait to see if the door has locked behind you.
You brace for the sound of the key turning, certain that your honesty has just exiled you from the table. But listen — the light does not lock doors; it only opens them wider.
What is hidden is meant to be disclosed, and the truth you just spoke is not a wall, but a window. The mask was the cage; this terrifying quiet is simply the sound of the bars dissolving.
You are not being shut out; you are being let in.
Drawing from
Mark, John
Verses
Mark 4:22, John 8:32
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