Adrift

He drifts in silence,

caught between a tower’s collapse

and the promise of a new dawn.

His old masks crumble,

ego dissolving in the forge of fire.

He sees my steadiness,

a cup of joy, a home of belonging

yet fear keeps him at the threshold.

His soul whispers of rebirth,

but his body lingers in the static of survival.

So I release the silence to the wind,

trusting that what is meant

will find its way back to me.

I release the cups that have spilled, and I bless them for what they taught me.

I turn now to the vessels still standing, the love that remains within me.

I plant a new seed in fertile ground. I choose to grow in patience, strength, and dignity.

Each day, I am reborn into a fuller version of myself.

Jaguar, walk beside me. Teach me when to rest in silence and when to step in power.

Guard my temple. Keep my energy sovereign and magnetic.

I drink from the great Watering Hole of life, where many streams meet.

I remember that Many Paths open before me, all leading to love, all leading to truth.

I do not chase. I do not beg. I simply shine.

Those meant to walk with me will step forward freely,

and those who cannot will fade into the jungle night.

I trust. I receive. I rebirth.

And so it is

- Barbara xx