She Spoke

The wind came and blew her open 
She spoke 
Not a mystery but a Truth 
creaky cabinet doors swung open ready to bare the once dusted labels 
Cracked Windows invited the raw weather to be felt and tasted
Ever so gently her heart whispered: Thank you for never leaving me 
The everchanging wind blew off old weight from her inauthentic identities 
“I am not here to MAKE friends, I am here to meet myself more and attract those who see me from my center guiding me home back to Love.” 
The fibers from her words weaved in and out on her back creating new born wings 
“Stay loyal to you. Stay close to your wholeness like the crow belongs to his landscape “
What is not yours will be rung out of your streams to quench the dry soil beneath you 
Any uncomfortableness that caused her vocal cords to rattle in Truth rolled through, up and out 
Pumping in vulnerability she spoke: This is Who I Am. I’m not here to please. I’m here to  Breathe Open