Untying the knots of confusion and doubt,
unraveling and exposing, until we are raw.
The ropes of our own condemnation,
or our failed expectations of others.
Sometimes our chains are more comfortable
than our unshackling.
be brave, sweet, sweet, child,
Let go of the ties.
Breathe in your freedom.
Know there are higher spaces for us all.
Every one of us is on the path.
Sometimes lost, sometimes bound,
Sometimes free and sometimes light.