Silence

12.16.22

Overwhelming, unnerving, alienating

Enveloping-body, mind, spirit

Depleting-energy, fuel, creativity

Senses deflated, one dimensional and diaphanous

Casting doubt in self and spirit

Reflecting

24 days of seeing myself

Out of a shell woven over 1,277.5 days

A cocoon once smooth

Then riddled with cracks and knotted from repairs

Trying to be seen and known

My voice quieter as I attempted so intentionally to be heard

24 days seems inconsequential

Though when truly able to be alive in who you are

For 24 days, is insurmountable

I can’t and won’t go back

The cocoon has been shattered

The wings unfurled

Silence

I choose to use

In order for it to not be needed again

To gain my own clarity

Strengthen mind body spirit

Knowing when I run out of words

The Spirit speaks on my behalf

Is there every really silence