I do this for you, little girl concealed under a folding of the heart.
Shrinking is no longer an option.
I reach down, squeeze my hand through the roots my past, under the ground, I reach
down
to find you. Pull you upwards by your neck. I look at you
whisper
I love you
This
is all for you.
No, I do not whisper.
I howl
an animal that’s been muzzled for so long –
I LOVE YOU
This
is all for you.
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How much space do you need to fully expand
like a cat stretching into rest, expand like cells filled with life force, expand
And
a small incapable hand
has been trying to hold you – but failed to hold that vastness.
How did they try to fit you into such small places tight clothes
they always wished
you were
easier to hold.
For how long did you try to make your body smaller
since when smaller, slender is better?
Or worse?
Who decides?
besides
Who makes these twisted rules that twist us into shapes
making our bodies coil like worms, stagnant,
quieting down the voice in our skins. Who decides
how much love you’re worth giving. Who loved you like this in halves who left you who betrayed you – what sins.
Look at you, you are a breathing miracle, body of self-sufficiency fed by the god within who feeds you unfathomable strength.
Your purpose is at an arm’s length.
Just believe. You forgot to believe and shrunk your world into miracle-less, into a dry repetitive world seeking stale lovers, you sank into an idle life, forgetting to believe.
But today I tell you.
Unweave
the power you hold within those bones,
under those bones.
Just like the earth holding its aliveness within its stones
brewing
so much power brewing, containing itself until its time comes.
They do not want you to believe in what is possible,
in what your world could contain. They do not want you to grieve.
They tell you you’re nothing in a world so huge, who are you anyway?
Okay
let me tell you:
You
are necessary, an essential breathing miracle.
oracle.
Do not follow them, do not be like them – dry empty so asleep.
I beg you – believe.
Live
within uncertainty and darkness. The greatest gift of life was brought by a frightening darkness seemingly with no foundation.
Unweave.
Expand your world – bigger
so it can contain you fully
so you can open up into dance
taking up all space, take every chance.
Will you please stop squishing pushing forcing yourself into this square white box
they gave you this along with a twisted paradox – to hell with it.
To hell with shrinking. To hell with half loves and liars. To hell with being caged animals.
Stretch
open
expand
demand a dream larger than the one you’ve been taught to dream.
soak up the moonbeam
be big and
take up space
The world is a miracle.
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