Waking the Wild Woman

I am waking

Yes, I am

I am no longer the child born

Nor the woman scorned

I am waking

Slowly finding self

Aware of my spirit

Uncloaking the façade

No longer needing to fear it

Welcoming the unknown

Wondering out loud

Trepidation set aside

Lifting this leaden cloud

No more hiding

Inviting her out

To breathe the air

Not a whisper, a shout

Not searching, but finding

Not looking, but seeing

Not hearing, but listening

A human being

Yes, I am

I am no longer the child born

Nor the woman scorned

I am waking

I am changing

For the Better

For myself

Without your help

I am waking the wild woman

Shaking off the mask

Stepping into the light

and slipping away from the past

I am waking