I mourned the missing parts of me,
believing I was wrong
to hide who I was meant to be
for what seemed far too long.
I failed to realize those days
when “she” was out of sight
comprised a necessary phase
of rest before the fight.
There is a reason and a rhyme
for all of life’s events.
And what I judged as wasted time,
to Source, made perfect sense!
And now I’ve come to understand
what’s absent isn’t gone.
If part of me is not at hand,
another carries on.
For that’s how untapped strengths are born
in parts that I’ve denied;
those facets of myself I scorn
have gifts that they provide.
And in those dark recesses hide
potential unexplored.
When all I fear is set aside,
true power is restored.
For once those shadows are unchained,
instead of gaining might,
tremendous wisdom is attained;
my passion then takes flight!
So, I have learned to not decry
the shadows that I see
since what is dark will vivify
the Light inside of me.