Maybe you feel young
Maybe you feel less than
Inferior
Odd
Unusual
Never ever forget
You have moved mountains
To be here now
Never ever forget
The wars you have won
And the way you
Dig through the bones
To find the sun again
You are not small
And it is your birthright
To taste every good thing
The sweetness of life
Even while the wounds
Drip from your hands
They nourish the earth
Around your mighty roots
(Thoughts on Strength)
About the Creator
Moyana Gebhardt
Artist of life, oracle and friend to the spirits, Beloved, thinker, feeler, misfit, seeker of truth. Self published author. Neurodivergent. Mother of 4. At a crossroads. Anima mundi:: linktr.ee/moyana
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