2012 Evolution – Day 17
To the girl locked behind the door of self-doubt
the one downscaling her inner voice, her intuitive dreams
depriving herself of sunlight, sea air, the company of trees
constantly yearning for more quiet, solitude, replenishing sleep
I whisper : awaken my sister, listen, come out
To the woman holding onto to the pain of her past
the one paralysed by the rawness of fresh mourning
reinforcing her patterns of blame, brewing righteous bitterness
burdened, imprisoned by her own fear, unforgiveness, regret
I whisper : awaken my sister, let go, walk away
To the goddess within all women, waiting to be recognised, embraced
the one who will not show her face or need to shout out her name
resting in the knowledge that it is a courageous journey to this meet mirror
anticipating the return of all daughters, sisters, mothers who’ve lost their way
I whisper: I am afraid, I am here, I am home
