Claiming my Power - the archer
To accept my power
I Stand in the bullseye of me as what I am
That is where I aim.
Sometimes, the emotions of my stories
Pushes my arrow off.
In the beautiful silence of windless days
The bullseye is all know
Because that is what l I am.
empowerment
It's a bumpy road
With stubbed toes
And bloody shins.
Its saying good bye to what I know and thought I was
To discover myself that was lost and forgotten decades ago.
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