Greetings! I'm Alicia. My writing, photography, and videography explore living in imperfect right relationship with self, nature, and the Great Spirit. To support my work, please consider a one-time or recurring donation. You can also like, share, and subscribe to help spread the word about my Substack site. Thanks for visiting!
A small voice reaches out
Beyond time and space, a
Prayerful sonnet just
Upon lips drenched with tears.
The wee hours, midwifed and
Guarded by eagle song,
Cradle freedom, a mere
Breath, gratitude-grounded,
Deep within soul center.
I speak their names, the ones
Who fed tempering fires,
Cauterizing my wounds;
Still, apathy festers.
I must break chains, lest I
Trigger the doom spiral:
Bitter, heartless despair -
A poisonous apple,
Society’s shadow.
Snow White took a small bite,
Sleep-dying, heaviness
Crushing her throat, a truth
Rapidly extinguished.
Her gift, a latent seed,
Unfurls green growth, its roots
Cracking toxic bedrock -
Fear, its apparition;
Self-worth, my salvation.
How would you describe your personal journey?
Blessings!
♡ Alicia