Mindful Mondays, Poetry

Soaring

July 3, 2017

We could wait for a
thousand days and nights,
a lifetime really,
to be given the green light.
The sign that we are good enough
to try, to shine, to be
out there in the world.
Showing up
exactly as we are
without lowering our voices
or keeping ourselves small.
We could wait for eternities
to be perfect enough
for the approval and love of others
while slowly withering inside.

Who are these chosen ones
who can grant the rest of us
permission?
Where do they live in
their golden perfection?

Talk to me about your
early morning hours
when it is quiet and you can hear
the breathing of your heart
and the pulse of your breath.
Tell me about that time
when something greater spoke to you,
and your body knew
what was true.
That only you can choose you.

Only you can open the cage door
and allow yourself to peek out,
survey the wide open scene,
and discover the courage that has always
lived in your bones.
Only you can spread your wings and
fly.
Only you can choose how
gracefully and boldly
you soar.

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