The woman and the moon

There she is
standing on her head

Every deep breath counts
she reminds herself

Feet reach for the stars
head remains grounded

Yet

Her heart is the one that soars
high across a sky she still doesn't know

That introduction will happen some day
for now though, she inhales moon rays

The ground receives her
without judgement, without fury

She lets herself fall to the earth
with grace, with acceptance

There she is.
Do you see her?

The earth invites her, envelopes her
while she exhales all that holds her back

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