this poem comes alive with my voice and music
trauma— forged you into a sword for the divine. the wounded empath who reached their inner sun.
it was not without pain.
you bled to get here,
and your gain is real.
this is not the end—
it’s the beginning.
the hypervigilance, the chronic scanning for danger, the self-doubt and comparison. the fear that you would never make it out
of the deep, dark hole.
all of it, like a shadowed tree, growing from twisted roots in a forest with its hidden understory.
the brainstem of a nervous system hijacked— far too young.
it ends now.
a tree falls in the forest
where not a sound is heard.
it is done.
in this place, a living sapling takes root—
heart-led,
truth-filled,
alive.
no longer alone.
a tree of life
among many.
yet upon the gnarled, fallen branches,
a million chrysalises waited,
woven through the tangled giant.
butterflies forged in pain,
wounded yet whole,
now rise as one.
thank you for being here, it truly means the world. i love hearing your thoughts, if you feel called to comment.
i am a writer, speaker, and musician devoted to healing and embodiment. i share essays, poetry, and original music through venus consciousness. i’d love to walk this path with you. 💞
I had to listen to it again.
That was epic. Lyrics spoken with Lyrics blending in song and prose.