There is a heaviness that I cannot bear anymore. A weight I strapped to myself because it was the only way I could still carry you. I have made a home in dead things.
And so I release you.
I release you from feet that paced floors in confusion.
I release you from legs that could not match the pace with which you ran away to catch you.
I release you from knees bruised in prayer.
I release you from thighs that wrapped around another to lose your memory.
I release you from a womb that betrayed itself so it would not bear your likeness.
I release you from a chest that struggles to find air.
I release you from a heart that matched your beat and is confused by its new rhythm.
I release you from arms that didn’t know they weren’t holding truth when they held you.
I release you from hands charred from touching the fire that was you.
I release you from shoulders that wanted to share your burdens only to be left alone with new, heavier weights.
I release you from lips that did not believe themselves when they cursed you.
I release you from a nose that, whenever reacquainted, remembers the last time.
I release you from ears that heard the lies you told me and the lies you told others.
I release you from eyes that still can fill with tears because they saw things going a different way.
I release you from a mind that has been scattered and scarred.
I release the desire to know and control how you will learn the lessons from our time.
I release expectations and demands on the Universe and accept the ways Spirit does what it will.
I release you back to the Creator who made you, who allowed me to know you and allowed me to love you.
I release you back with forgiveness and gratitude.
And I let the light in.
I let the light into feet and legs that dance at the wonders of life and love.
I let the light into knees healed by prayer.
I let the light into thighs that are no longer a memorial but a celebration.
I let the light into a womb that reconciled with itself to allow what will soon come to remain.
I let the light into a chest that breathes.
I let the light into a heart that beats.
I let the light into arms that only hold what is true.
I let the light into hands healed by touching good things, unconsumed and living.
I let the light into shoulders freed and strengthened by wisdom and character.
I let the light into lips that speak life and love and truth.
I let the light into a nose that only knows healing fragrance.
I let the light into ears that only hear honesty and blessings.
I let the light into eyes that see, with clarity, the new vision and destiny.
I let the light into a mind that is at peace.
I accept my own forgiveness and extend grace for all I did that hurt me; it was not intentional and I was only trying my best.
I offer up the places that struggle to heal to my angels and my ancestors that they may do the work that is theirs on my behalf.
I welcome that forward movement is the only work that is mine.
I embrace what is coming and give thanks for what is already here.
I let the light into me.
May it forever remain.