Letter to Those Who Know
In moments of solitude
I am visited by the ugly ghosts of my past choices
The ugly ghosts of my past choices
touching the beauty of my present
I am humbled
Brought to shame
As I recognize the truth of friendship
As I recognize the power of sisterhood
As I recognize the love of soul kin
As I recognize lost moments spent
in a vain search of movie love
when depth and truth were in front of me
In moments of solitude
I see the ghosts of my pain
Apparent for all to observe
I hear the gentle reminders
of my nobility when I could not
see it for myself
I am humbled
Brought to shame
As I recognize the truth of friendship
As I recognize the power of sisterhood
As I recognize the love of soul kin
As I begin to finally witness
-with the eyes of hindsight-
selflessness and non-judgmental
acts of love
To my true friends
To my powerful sisters
To my loving soul kin
Blessings
Light
Gratitude
-and most of all-
Love
I am visited by the ugly ghosts of my past choices
The ugly ghosts of my past choices
touching the beauty of my present
I am humbled
Brought to shame
As I recognize the truth of friendship
As I recognize the power of sisterhood
As I recognize the love of soul kin
As I recognize lost moments spent
in a vain search of movie love
when depth and truth were in front of me
In moments of solitude
I see the ghosts of my pain
Apparent for all to observe
I hear the gentle reminders
of my nobility when I could not
see it for myself
I am humbled
Brought to shame
As I recognize the truth of friendship
As I recognize the power of sisterhood
As I recognize the love of soul kin
As I begin to finally witness
-with the eyes of hindsight-
selflessness and non-judgmental
acts of love
To my true friends
To my powerful sisters
To my loving soul kin
Blessings
Light
Gratitude
-and most of all-
Love