Reflection expressed - embodied resonance

 

 

'she made a masterpiece out of being underestimated.

they don't know what to do with a woman who doesn't need saving because she already resurrected herself three times before breakfast.

you wanna talk alchemy?

she took all the "you're too much" and turned it into a throne room.

now queens call for her tips.

she built an entire language from the letters they used to label her. 

spelled "freedom" out of every "fuck you" they etched into her lineage.

when they said "be realistic", she painted constellations with her eyes closed and made logic beg for mercy. then taught wonder how to walk again.  

you wanna know what power looks like?

it looks like her, 

taking hell's leftovers, 

making them holy,

and feeding the angels

who swore she'd never fly.

they told her to settle down,

as if earthquakes ever apologized

for shifting the shape of the world

she is the sound of every woman

who was ever told to be quiet

becoming the soundtrack 

to someone else's awakening.

loving her means

remembering

that heaven was once a woman

no one believed in.

and still

she rose.

in bare feet.

with galaxies in her hair.

and too much 

love

to ever be small again.

 Every time they called her crazy, she sharpened the word into a crown and wore it to bed, dripping.

- Christhecocreator

 

 Tiefes weites Ausatmen - embodied Realitäten in der Resonanz

Es darf sein.

Ich habe meine Wahl getroffen, die werde ich leben.

Mit grace.