Be tender with your self,
As you’re growing,
Into the new you,
Remember to be gentle,
As you’re blossoming,
New life is precious,
But Fragile,
Treat your self so,
As you let go,
Of the old skins,
And transform within,
You’ll see more of you,
Pieces you thought were gone,
Springing forth a new dawn,
And opening the door,
Into acceptance of more,
Than what was before,
Acceptance of all that is you now,
And all that was somehow,
Beyond your sight,
Waiting for you to stop the fight,
Once you are willing to let go,
Of the merry go round,
You’ll see clearly,
What’s sound,
You were always becoming,
The new you,
Maybe you had no clue,
Just how true,
You’ve always been,
Until you began,
Listening within.