As a strong black woman, I have emerged from the depths of lifes debris. I stand above it all, tall and strong, treading upon my mistakes and heartaches, embracing wisdom and acknowledging it’s existence. Not one soul or body can hold me back, only my ignorance and stubbornness is most effective in keeping me back from the true knowledge for which all human beings strive to achieve. The obstacles that barracade my path are hurdled, even as they elevate. People hurt me, but unconsciously give me knowledge to overcome future obstacles. I endure pain, but the rainstorm is almost over and soon there will be sunshine, just as God created day. My days are covered in darkness, but my pride knowledge, and strength are bright enough to light a black hole. Even in mere darkness I shine through, most radiant, guiding and lighting the way for others who are lost. When the time arrives, my life will be a stepping stone for others to make their way to the door leading to freedom, knowledge, and true happiness. And beyond those doors I will be there to welcome newcomers with open arms and they will feel what I feel, see what I see, hear what I hear, and be what I am. Suffering, but with everlasting strength. But in the end, they will understand their purpose and their suffering will cease to exist. A struggle for life will manifest itself, giving life, making lives, and guiding others through a worn path of achievement to happiness. At this end of this path I will always be, and my arms will be prepared to embrace. It has been prophesized.