I am stronger and more than ok

I whispered to myself many moons ago that "I would be stronger and ok". I cried through storms and screamed through hell. I watched as things became memories, people turned to ghosts, and doors slammed shut but I whispered, "I would be stronger and ok".

Through walls of fire, thick fog, and dark tunnels, downcasting of eyes, judgments, and fear, I found pieces of my soul scattered amongst the land, air, and sea. I found my leaves wilted, rivers bare, and shackles trying to keep me in place but I continued to whisper, "I would be stronger and ok."

Through self-healing, understanding of love, being honest with myself, and speaking my truth I saw my fields begin to fertilize, buds begin to blossom and rivers replenish. I somehow forged a sword made from the magic of my words and the acceptance of my emotions. I threw my armor on to protect myself but not to cover up my heart as I spoke, “I am stronger and ok”.

I have risen a warrior from the depths of what was thought to be hell but what I’ve discovered is hell was my training ground. I once whispered what I would be but now I speak with thunder and clarity, “I am stronger and more than ok!”

Courage Poetry

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