There was a time

I wanted to be someone more like you,

my deepest vortex

a force so secret

no man could ever harness me.

I was ashamed of

my transparency,

my naked vulnerability.

Now I see the soul of who I am

must really shine on the outside

so if I have only my skin

to protect it within

I must project my power of a different kind.

Because, darling,

my heart may sometimes break

but never ever will it forsake.

Copyright text Jasmine Monk. Photos Unsplash.