Holding on to the
Rope, I grasp
No longer falling
Powerless to stop the
Free fall into
Darkness
I am holding on
My life is in my hands
Control I saught
Through pangs of hunger
From reaching that
Elusive number
When I would be happy
That illusion
I see for what it is
I let go of
False notions
I am in control
My life and body
Are in my hands
I have the power
To love
And adore my
Self
Fall passionately in love
With my own being
Marvel at my beautiful flaws
Delight in my
Idiosyncrasies
Get to know myself again
Like falling in love
Consumed with admiration
Of the object of your desire
Discovering new facets
Of an old friend
Finding beautiful crystals
In the midst of ancient rocks
Healing power
Part of the earth
Of the universe
Divine soul
Divine being
Girl, breathe deeply
You are no longer bound
Confined and mummified,
You have found yourself
And oh you are divine