Life is a continual unlocking
of truth, and a recognition
that mine may not be yours.
A tuning of the ear, and heart,
to hear the unique voice
that speaks to one.

No longer fear
what is spoken,
in the depths.
Instead, speak it aloud,
creating, preserving,
boundaries of Self;
honoring, healing,
wounds opened and scabbed,
that restrict movement,
inhibit breath.

Do not allow the world
to cage your thoughts,
muffle your voice,
negate your feelings.
Do not let yesterday
control today,
and thus tomorrow.

Stand tall, steadfast,
comforted by quietude,
as a lone pine,
apart from the forest,
knowing, you stand where
others have stood, and
in time the forest respects
the solitary tree.