time

unknowingly,

I am a work in progress my words and language unrefined not willing to edit my voice intend on showing up open-hearted poised to learn anew what has been hidden from my attention it doesn’t matter what I have earned already it doesn’t count for much to rest on the…

I am surprised

I am on the path of reclaiming my power

given

the further I am away from myself

I have no choice but to respect my responses (and yours) and express how I am feeling (good or troubled) I can’t help but to listen and hear you sensing your joy, pain and troubles even if I can’t decipher it all I can’t help but to honour your choices …

my tears