I rocked myself
With the quiet absorption
Of a new mother,
Who hungry for union
Nestles her firstborn to her waiting breast.

I remembered without shame
This is me.
Stretching new grown toes
Into dark rich earth
I embrace the joy and sorrow,
The laughter and tears,
Even the fury I once pushed away.

It fuels the engine
Of my driving need for change
And it too is me,
All me, and I am good
Safe here beside the warm fires of myself.

Visions