Soulstice
N. the moment you realize you have become a different person,
marking a shift in your inner landscape.
The ticking of the clock
marked the turning of a page
into a new year
that would become the dawning of a new decade
With one audible no
I called to the carpet
boundaries
and a refusal to be the doormat
shielded from weaponized incompetence.
I felt the bones in my spine
turn to steel
my ribcage jingling within my chest
adorned with interior chainmail
My thawed aching glass heart
returned to it's star-form
filled with light, love, and wonderment
I felt my legs stand and step out
and away from the pits of thrown mud.
I allowed my arms to stretch and reach
towards the sun
fingers cutting on ever light switch
to brighten every dark shadowy corner.
I wrapped myself in quiet comfort
the mirror reflecting a long forgotten
satisfied smile.
THIS is evolution
THIS is becoming
THIS is the my year soulstice.
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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Comments (2)
Super nice to read
Fabulous poetry ♦️⭐️♦️