Right now I am in a phase
of rest, recomposition.
Latent strengths
newly found
in the abyss
of omission.
How am I feeling? I am feeling it all.
To ascribe one emotion
would be folly,
a fall.
I don’t know what to make
of what is yet to come.
All I know
in this moment now
is that each day
I become.
What I am meant to be,
what I can sometimes see,
what the world has tried to take
and hide
from me.