All the angst
And adolescent rousing
Of our fucked up formative years
Seem to lazily fade
Gently bounding off
Into the near horizon
Taking all that we were with it.
All the traitorous doubts
Lost loves
Lingering sorrows
& woeful memories
That have imprinted itself
In your core
Unwelcome
Trying to define you
Make a home out of you.
You watch
In a flurrying ecstasy
As your awakening dispels this obstructive energy
The freedom, oh the beauty
That you now get to enjoy
In all its entirety
Beaming
With the divine glow
Of internal light
You stand
After all the misery
That has brought you to your knees
You stand
Unconquered
Still fluorescent, still disarming
You smile
“Victory,” He said.
“She has victory in her eyes.”