My Voice

My Voice

I found it a while ago.
It’s right here on this page,
has proven to be a trusty craft.
I’ve listened to it, honored it,
let it interleave in my healing.
I’ve explored and expressed
inner fronds of dark and light
and everything in between.
And yet sometimes
 when it is the spoken word,
when I say what I feel, think, need,
there’s the possibility of
constriction still.
I wonder,
“Am I complaining,
talking out of turn,
saying anything hurtful or…
wrong?”
My belly begins to ache
and I feel a twitchy energy
that doesn’t resonate with now.
Then I realize that I deserve
 to speak.
I didn’t deserve
 to be stifled -
ever.
My voice is filled
with care, concern, curiosity.
My words are
 sincere, sweet, sonorous.
When I speak and write
I allow light out from within
 and in from Without.
There’s no reason to hold it back.
My voice –
a means of expression
of the magic
of me.

Sarah Carlson

February 20,  2020