Well well well, Hello You! You have acknowledged the random waves of emotions that hits and still stand firm in your journey for healing and growth. That's progress. That's transformation. That's finding you in the mix of chaos. May you always choose and find you.

I Carry My Own Peace

My body is scared —
it trembles like waves
against a rocky shore,
uncertain of the storms,
yet yearning for the calm.

I carry my own peace,
like an island cradles the sea,
silent and steady,
rooted deep beneath the tides.

No heart break can break me,
no shifting sands can unseat me—
I am my own harbor,
my own gentle breeze,
my own warm sunlight after rain.

Island love is not given;
it grows wild inside me—
a palm tree bending with the wind,
stronger for every storm endured,
holding space for healing,
whispering, you are safe now.

So when fear, chaos and pain knocks at my door,
I answer with soft strength,
reminding my body,
reminding my soul—
I am whole.
I am home.
I carry my own peace.

I choose Me.