“You are a story the
ocean is telling
the sky
the stars speak your name
the moon sings
in your veins
the selkies who swim
through harbor and lagoon
remember you
with liquid eyes
come home
to the timeless tide
to the truth of you
hidden like witchlight
under your skin
come home to your
true story
the one hidden like
sunken treasure
beneath
who you think you are
and who the world
told you
you could be
daughter
mother
sister
wife
worker
healer
helper
friend
you are more than
the roles you play
for others
and the ones you try on
for yourself
you are more than
your fear
more than your
longing
circumstances
and pain
come away
from the harsh
dry land of limitation
move away
from the shoreline
of approval
the sharp rocks of fitting in
will only bruise your
luminous skin
lay down
all you think you know
abandon
that habit of smallness
relinquish
the sting of bigness
let what is unworthy
drift out from you
feel
allow the waves
of possibility
to cradle your
soul-drenched heart
float
on the current of ancestors
those who burned and bled
who gave all so you
could embody
what they could not
so that you could become
more
spread your arms wide
like hope
and your legs wild
like abandon
feel your spine loosen
with silk and
starlight
you belong to She who holds
the deep in her lap
She is not afraid of the dark
She is the dark
and you are
the pearl
she is crafting
from chaos and crisis
look at you shine
every bit of you
treasure”
~Angi Sullins
WITCHLIGHT album
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Art: The Energy of Me
by Nancy Lankston
