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Riana Jane Youngken
I prayed for my heart to stop hurting Angels heard me and led me to the source Of repeated mistakes, self sabotage, Overlooked red flags and undervalued self “You will not heal unless you let this die,” Even though I knew it was right I wept for her I wept for a young girl who didn’t know that she deserved better For a young woman who didn’t know when it was time to walk away For all that she gave out of a fear of lacking I mourned an ending I feared beginning again Afraid of learning to love myself After a lifetime of believing that it was hard to That I didn’t deserve to But I need to I rise to meet the Sun every morning He finds a home on my skin and warms it with his stories I sit with the Earth She holds spaces for me to witness my body as one with all life I see my reflection in the moon She shows me that in every phase I remain In orbit around a world that loves me whether I am empty or full And a Sun that longs to illuminate my waxing and waning
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