Exposure

It feels like an assault on my Spirit,
a beating of my Soul, 
your words.


Yet my heart beats, 
steeped in faith
like strong black tea, 
its bitterness I swallow,
knowing.
The sting of a thousand bees, 
years of forgiveness,
 leave this heart full of life,
ready to journey.
Serenity of a peaceful warrior 
goddess, harvesting honey.


The sweetness of life gives more 
than you ever could.
Breaking my heart open so deeply, 
it cures, 
shapeshifts.
I get to know this side of myself,
in the quiet moments of living, 
claiming loves sweet embrace
as mine to cherish, honor and obey.


The wheel of life, 
my sacred soul contract, 
the evolution of who I am.