And today
I will transform
From that weeping,
walking woman
Who wanders
the pathways
Lost,
and in grief
As I try to move on
From a broken state
to a Woman
who is taking back her power
like the most perfect of wild storms
Yes, I will now be the Goddess
I am meant to be
Who understands that her
Beauty
In and out
Only depends on herself
And not even the Love
From others
(Not even from a Lover
who supposedly so very loved her)
I am made of stars
I was before and it continues
I will throw into the
Galactic air
The stardust
That falls from me
As I walk by
I will dry my tears..
For how long can one cry?
I will push back
That cover
of sadness
That blanketed me
Like snow
I could not see
But for the white
And it made my soul
So cold
I am now going
to live out my heat
In whatever form it takes
I will try to cool
My desires
And not leave pain
In its wake
It is time to dry the tears
For too many have fallen
I must now become
The strong being
I was before
And I will gently
Push out of the way
Those who try to stop me
They won’t get far
It is hard to stop oneself
When you become
A shooting star
And I thank the Universe above
For making me who I am
Strong and whole
an Angel who has known
Great pain
But will now move on
Yes
Into the healing realm
Ínto skies like fire
Who prisms of colors
That will take my soul
And heart
ever
Higher