The funny thing about alone There is no one trying to tell you otherwise My voice ever so faint Whispered to me, I listened It asked questions. I listened It got louder. I listened. It comforted. I listened. It nudged. I listened. Until I Believed. Slowly listening turned in to action “You are valid” it would poke Believe in what you say I rose I stared down fear Leaning in with a wicked smile You left me alone for too long Or in fact just long enough I changed A metamorphosis I am poetry in motion The verb in a sentence My body speaks in tongues My soul unconfined I am that point of exclamation! Dotted exuberantly with intention! Gusto. Bravery. Determination. Tenacity. Passion. Surrender. I am focused, honed, excitement. Electric A Generator A live wire Sparking Lighting others up. I am Love Tender, Strong, Permeating Patient, Forgiving, Wondrous A torus of energy, forever folding and renewing I found me I found I AM The best gift I’ve ever opened.
I chose to believe all of this and there was no one around to make me believe otherwise.