release only moments away
but still out of reach,
she let go of the old structure.
The one that locked her hips, her neck--
and kept the shield firmly in place.
The low back pain shifted to the front-- female points on fire.
How could she ever be enough now?
The fear and sadness began to move, chaos creating a path to the heart-- a call and response to vulnerability.
She curled up into a ball, stretching.
Now the tightness at her neck became cold air at the third eye.
Oh how she'd worked so hard.
It was unending.
For so many years.
Work, play, love.
Giving,
never receiving enough in return.
Worthiness just beyond her reach.
Fingertips of the mind,
belly, spine--
reaching for wholeness.
Allowing herself to receive,
the relief washed her heart
like rosewater and sandalwood.
She thought of her beloved,
and how he would gift her now.
She smiled through tears,
Knowing. Trusting. Drawing.
Embraced and embracing
the feminine within.
~AMW
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