We are all of us
Most women I know are
and absolute divine emanations of
Although, many don’t know it yet,
and maybe some never will.
Yet we stand on the precipice of this new age with trembling lips asking ourselves
Can you trust me even though you cannot tame me?
For I was born wild
and will not be muzzled,
chained or subdued
because I know
the way forward is through the forest bare naked
at one with all of me, all of you, all of WE —
having left our cape of invisibility behind,
we venture deep into the depths
admiring from all angles
the mirrored reflection of who we truly are
when we rise and remember.
And this time around,
Learning feels like remembering
even though we’ve been training for this for lifetimes.
