Only in the eyes of those who have seen
the troubles and the triumphs of this life
shall I be deemed worthy of the next.
Only in the hearts of those who have known me
at my lowest and have loved me no less
shall I find mercy and home
in the depths of their soul.
A hopeful companion to the journey before me.
Bloated and sore upon the line of this water
where worlds meet
And once, only once,
in the breath of the wild beyond,
the light of the stars will finally meet
and land upon my heart.
A heart rich with pains and struggle.
A heart which holds lament.
I seek compassion, forgiveness.
I seek understanding
only after I’ve allowed myself to express from within
that which has been true in my experience.
No longer suppressing or holding down that which has hurt me so.
The traumatic experiences of this life
are only here to guide me,
to support my awakening.
Thus I must face them head-on
with supportive eyes of witnesses chosen.
true, steadfast, strong.
The power in my own choice to belong to my stories.
No longer separate from them,
no longer dividing myself amongst these splintered parts.
Only now choosing
to be my full self
and to honor my full experience,
that I may bring forth the next.
Living a life merged and aligned
with the depth of my soul
beaming through my clearing eyes.