Lightness

I am expanding my capacity to receive

love,

like a balloon inflating--

stretching outwards:

my ability to be treated

kindly,

gently.

It is a process,

this life--

this love of self--

this self, who has carried so many stories,

who has been so many versions.

I have to remind myself to breathe.

I have to pinch my thighs,

or my body will be left behind.

I'm untethered--

a drifted soul--

this blankness

ballooning;

and you fill me up,

till I'm so much lightness--

light, light, light--

I could float away.

Jessica LeonComment