Courage To Be Vulnerable


 

mauna loa setting

I can’t hide any more,

This vibrant light

In an unraveling basket,

These careful words

behind a veil of denial.

I can’t breathe in this closet

Boxed with untruths,

This box with four walls:

Walls to keep me safe,

Walls to shield me from disgrace,

Walls to emulsify me,

Crucify me,

Clamp me down,

Keep me tethered,

Keep me roped ,

Keep me sheltered from the sun and rain.

 

Let me have the courage to be vulnerable,

To know that truth should not be feared.

And if people should hate me or disown me

Know that in my time

I am okay.

 

Let the sun beat down on me

So that I can absorb the heat.

Let angry words rain

On my cracked soil,

Pelt, and pelt, and pelt in torrents,

and where every drop falls

Striking my heart, my skin, my soul,

Let me feel the courage,

To be vulnerable,

To prepare the soil, to plant the seed,

To finally speak the truth.

Poetry

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