Who is the woman in the mirror? This morning it was a fierce woman Standing in her power Ready and willing to take on the world On her terms. Not just a survivor But a thriver A Phoenix Risen from the ashes In all her glory Staring right back at you. The past hurt, pain and abuse That had kept her playing small, Lying all around her In tatters, Like dust upon the floor, No longer attached to her, No power in them. Only the fierceness Of the woman In the mirror