small, true, soft, free

sometimes,

stripped—

masks and costumes

of the woman I’ve created

fallen in a heap

about my feet—

I savor the lightness

of nudity

and slip into a

smaller

truer

softer

freer

space

as pleasant

and risky as

skinny dipping

smaller—

efforts

to be impressive

discarded

truer—

pretending

to be who I am not

abandoned

softer—

demands

to be always smart and strong

dropped

freer—

requirement

to be pleasant and pleasing

waived

my essential self

so settled

in Love that I

relax

meander

play

too soon,

too often,

ego pouts, protests, panics

grasps for

someone or

something to

enlarge

enhance

sharpen

reassign

her

and yet,

sometimes,

Love gifts

space where

I live

small

true

soft

free

Previous
Previous

50 trillion

Next
Next

dance lessons