me.

I used to be the acorn

but now…I’m the oak tree too

there is still some renovation

for me to achieve and do

but now I feel the goddess

pushing up, and out of me

she’s no longer content to be

trapped in self-imposed captivity

the sensual energy of the cosmos

resides underneath my skin

no longer can I dim my light

no longer can I try and pretend

to not understand the power

that courses through my veins

i fully grasp that I’m a warrior

now my succulent life can begin

I’m no shrinking violet

never been a damsel in distress

it used to be appealing to try to be

time to give that shit a rest

so off come the old protective layers

raw with vulnerable bravery

stepping into my highest expression

no-one but source/self to save me.

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