I allow myself to be cracked open
On the third day
The cusp of the portal
Of women's mystery.
Make a choice to see the beauty of
The people trying.
I am touched by the way
That they are trying.
Today
I cannot stop my heart pounding
Cannot stop my body shaking
And in the past I have ranted
And raved
And wailed
I've railed against the powers
That believe they have any right
To my life.
Shrieked into the abyss
That is the depths
Of my grief.
For what has been lost
For what is demanded of me.
There is a place for that.
There is a place for all of me.
Last night I prayed under the crescent moon
And my words were just this
"I surrender to the wisdom
Of the universe
I let myself feel gratitude
All I ask is
Let them be compassionate
Let them be kind."
Today was the day
I let in the light.
- Jenny Wren
