Poem By: Krystal Alexandria
I made it through
The dark, dark months
The relentless stripping
Of all that suited no more
I turned an undeniable corner
It was just on time
I begged, I pleaded for that corner
And it arrived in the hand of the Divine
All this power I thought I had
Was a false illusion that cut deep, deep, deep
The more I surrendered, the more got stripped away
The more I lined up with the truth of me, amen
The truth of me reaches beyond the known measures
No perfectionism could save me
From the pain of hiding in comfort
Comfort that nearly swept me away
Revisiting who we are is an imperative practice
For we change vastly on the growth path
If we deny the call to reset
the universe will kindly and fiercely do it for us
Flags pass by, hiding chosen again
Safety trumping truth
Until truth emerges as it does
To break open what hardened over time
Coming back to love
Alignment at the core
Nature in harmony with itself
Modeling for us to live the same