authenticity born
Each day reveals a different aspect,
a phase of her evolution.
A bubbling up of the inner poet,
as her creative muse emerges
from deep stream of consciousness.
How did I get here?
She contemplates the dark workings of her twisted life lessons.
She puts pen to paper,
and immediately the prison door opens as her inner self flows out with the ink.
The sweet freedom of release
catapults her soul on a new trajectory.
Her mind’s ear hears an uproar of applause and the angels rejoice.
She steps out of the dark and into the spotlight.
Her authentic self is born.
