Speaking From Silence

“Your mess is your message.” — Emily Blefeld

Can I dare to show up like this,

messy as a child who has been playing

in the mud

wearing her best white Sunday school dress

and having lost a shoe?

Recrimination is unavoidable.

This little girl

creating chaos

with the joy of discovery

had it punished out of her

by busy adults who didn’t bother

to keep her safe.

When does she get to say out loud,

I am afraid?

I need some space here.

I carry her sometimes deep

in my heart, but at other times

she grabs the wheel and

she is speeding away from all of you

with complete disregard

for the rules of safety.

When I feel strong, I peel back layers

of uncompromising

shame, guilt, fear

that have been dressing me up

as reasonable, even civilized.

It’s not that I want to appear before you

naked, but I am impelled to strip

away cultural inhibitions

and language that stifles

my creativity.

I will not be silenced;

without words the powerful force

inside

unleashed

transforms the world.

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompt: messy

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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