STOP!! I tell the Selfs;
The cacophony of voices.
Mine, Yours, His, Hers;
Who to obey & Who to deny?

Stop the Spirits of Past, Present, Future,
All accounted for, Loud and Clear!
Ironic lucidity amidst their discord;
Its subtly not lost in the Grand Scheme.

BREATHE!!  I tell My Self;
Inhale the moment of truth,
Until the volume of Knowledge
All but bursts with its Clarity!

Breathe in the your lost Honesty,
Exhale pure veracity in the debut:  
Awareness of Self, Soul, & Spirit;
Blunt in the Beauty and Brutality!

REMEMBER!! I remind My Self,
This very moment has Significance;
This very breath, this blink of an eye,
It’s Relevance to you is Now!

Remember the Person before you;
Your paths have crossed for a reason!
Their existence is pertinent to yours;
Only time revealing how and why.

BELIEVE!!  I demand My Self,
In the inner girl, unsure of her worth,
Yet always full of unbound faith:
She would be Loved and Needed!

Believe in the inner woman, unsure of her worth,
With unconditional, genuine love to offer
At even the merest hint of sincere acceptance.
If only to forgive her awkward graciousness.

L. A. Armstrong-Houle
April 2nd, 2011