And many days,
you will spin and twirl,
do pirouettes in the sky!
But there will be days
that feel heavy, you'll forget
how to rise from the ground.
On those days, keep faith!
For although you're just learning
and your wings you have only just found,
the truth is,
you have always been free,
to expand, to soar and roam,
and the endless, open sky
has always been
your home.
No more
putting yourself down.
No more
greeting yourself with a frown.
'You are beautiful!'
I say.
'How graceful
you navigate each day.'
I know you still carry
much pain, my Dear.
But how bravely
you face your every fear.
You play, you explore,
you adventurous Girl!
The world is your dance floor,
you spin and you twirl.
You turn every challenge
into your gain.
No holding back,
you dance in the rain!
And one day, you'll see
that in the end
you have been
your own best friend.
Is she the scared child
who climbs a high tree to escape and feel safe?
Is she the fearful girl
with downcast eyes who asks permission?
Is she the young maiden
who seeks to please to hold the peace?
Or has she finally remembered?
Has she remembered
that she has always been safe?
Has she remembered
that she needs no one's approval, but her own?
Has she remembered that she
is free to express, to dance, to play, to simply be?
Yes, she is me.
Remembering.
And she is free.
The darkness
never held you.
You dance under open skies!
In the darkness,
only starlight as her guide,
no one to watch her,
no cause to shrink or hide.
Music in her ears,
no other human sound,
she spins, she jumps, she twirls,
her feet kissing the ground.
