I Am the Light

Men are always trying to read me,

to interpret me,

to tell me who I am —

instead of simply appreciating

without commentary.

I am soft.

I am divine.

I am beauty.

I am feminine.

But not everyone deserves access

to that part of me.

This new me —

her energy is sacred.

She is guarded with grace,

covered in celestial glow.

I don’t need projections.

I don’t need insights.

I know who I am.

I am the light.