The following is just one stanza from a longer poem by rupi kaur taken from page 71 of the sun and her flowers. It seemed to articulate something that resonated so deeply for me I felt the need to share it here.
the truth comes to me suddenly – after years of rain
the truth comes like sunlight
pouring through and open window
it takes a long time to get here
but it all comes full circle
it takes a broken person to come searching
for meaning between my legs
it takes a complete, whole perfectly designed person
to survive it
it takes monsters to steal souls
and fighters to reclaim them
this home is what I came into the world with
was the first home
will be the last home
you can’t take it
there is no space for you
no welcome mat
no extra bedrooms….
