Germinating in the midst
Of this dark and gloomy
place
I never really had roots
To lay into
The earth
I was broken, or
so I thought
and yet,
Strength is building
in me, beyond what
I knew to
measure
I feel the beckoning
to release above
this soil
I reach towards my
new found purpose
My roots feel safe in
this place I
once felt
damaged me
The elements combine
in an overwhelming
moment of
growth
I still am discovering
what I am
and yet,
there is beauty in
the mystery
for this process is
mere magick | MM