Divine

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

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