Hope Rising

Stepping into my own skin for the first time in days

I shrug off the dust of neglect

Looking in a mirror,

I recognize the reflection like someone from a dream

I haven’t been this woman

I haven’t met this woman

I am eager to greet my own potential energy

Stretching these fingers,

I could reach the sky if I tried hard enough

Planting these feet, I could live here if I chose

Breathing in the smell of hope, I dare to relax my muscles

I feel warm arms encompass my body and I realize,

Those arms are mine


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