Transversing this space,
She recognises the sign posts,
To trauma, To Joy,
To upheaval through a landmine,
Though she knows there are these ways…
She wants there to be a new path,
One to get lost in,
One to be found in at the same time.
This life of hers is wanting,
There’s something more to done,
Where are her achievements?
Hidden away in a drawer.
She withers into the background,
The smoke rising above,
A sigh of relief slips through her lips
She escapes the emotional floods.
Numbed through her bones,
She tries to break free,
The numbing once evicted,
Reasserts itself as a need.
She tumbles around,
Bouncing from one thing to the next,
Always centered on staying true
To her inner Goodness.
Wandering into a dimensional space,
Connecting with newly discovered Hearts,
She breathes with ferocity,
Finding Sacred Peace in the dark.
Whilst she feels she is NoWhere,
The truth she now knows,
Her existence is EveryWhere,
As she continues to grow.