This Tuesday’s Poem Vol. 3

Cast off the wicked spell!
Just be yourself!

As if it were so easy
I’ve only ever met myself
just now and then
Way back when
only once or twice
not over & over again 

you see I used to follow all the rules
to keep me safe
to bind me close
to hide my face
to make sure no one knows
the mask I held in place 

the fragile creative
soft bellied
creature
who lived beneath

but all those rules ever really did
was keep me scared
& made me hide
& made me hate
& made me fight with Fate
But now
something is shifting
the hands of Fate
which I thought were held up as fists
welcome me in 

I toss courage to the wind

I’m here
not brave
but here
take it easy
Fate whispers
you’re being caught
as you trust fall
into
yourself
by the love of a thousand grandmother’s hands 

I’m not afraid
I’m not
I’m doing things I’ve never done
I’ve never thought I could do
or would do
or was allowed to do 

the audacity of a life beyond the rules
I trust fall into Fate
and I never thought
I’d find her bed so pleasing

Why haven’t I been resting here all along?