I am no longer reaching. I am rooted.
No longer unraveling. I am aligned.
The storm didn’t break me. It carved me.
Shaped me into someone
who doesn’t chase light
but carries it.
I awakened not with noise,
but with knowing.
A soft unfolding of truth I’d buried
beneath someone else’s needs.
Now, I walk with the weight of wisdom
and the grace of release.
I am no longer seeking reflection in others,
I am the light I’ve been waiting for.
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