From a young age, I acted
From a place of fear.
A fear of transgression, then
A fear of retribution, then
A quiet fear that this would be right
It has been a project of years, to allow myself
A gracious unwinding. To allow myself
People and places who could
Direct my eyes inward. Who could
Teach me to name what I felt,
Which is vital,
For it is in the naming of things that they are
Given form, that they may be
Held in our hands, that they may be
Or let go.