Working on herself, Day after Day,
Trying to confront the imperfections that lead her astray,
She resolves to improve the Peace from within,
Yoga, Pilates, Mindfulness, Psychology, breathing out then in.
Trauma is the spark that continues to inflame,
Pushing her forward, although she feels somewhat insane,
Reaching out for hands that support her, yet fail,
She steps forward anyway, this she wants to nail.
A life that is manageable, and filled with moments of Joy,
Where the eggshells have vanished and fear is not a ploy,
When the storm hits, she knows that she stands strong,
Within there is true Peace that permeates the throng.
The message of just Be, Simply Being is enough,
But she has found nothing Simple about it, it is rough,
The forces that swamp her and ruffle her mind set,
The emotional ride that threatens to unhinge her, yet.
Being is the one thing she can never avoid,
Her existence denotes that she is not a part of a void,
Her Being is filled with vibrancy, beauty and delight,
To witness the tower of energy, pure light.
Releasing the fear of needing to somehow Simply Be,
Releases the need to do anymore than what is real,
Finding her passion, her delight, her brightness,
Is all that she needs to arrive within her Being-ness.
No superhuman required, super powers left at the door,
Vulnerability, emotions, are the passes that open her core,
Spiritually she can fly to the heavens above,
Bringing them home to the Earth with her Love.