DEDICATED TO THE QUEENDOM

A poem I felt called to write after getting angry for believing the lies that I told myself, when I knew they weren't true. 

(Dedicated to All who can relate.)

BLESS THIS GODDESS
​
​Bless
This Goddess
Up
Never
Down
Stop telling Her
To change
Stop telling Her
She-is-not-enough,
Way-too-much,
She Knows
Her Name
She Knows
It’s Summer Time
Not time to lose
Time to play Light
Not time to weigh in
Oh those last few pounds… Isn’t Perfection so hard to find?
And yet
Here
She is ready to Reign
Truth
In all of Her Brilliance
She is a Radical One
This Goddess
A Matron of Honour
Glorious
In all of Her Beauty
She is the One
Whose voice you hear
Calling…
Quietly
Within
Asking gently
To dry your tears
Of hurt
and shame.


- crystal lahan


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