There was once a Little Yes Girl
Autonomous but not really
Until One day
She Saw that Her Thoughts were her own
She had been clinging to ideals, hearts and visions
She had Open hands For everyone she met
Like Fingers on the Piano – She liked to stretch her fingers
Handspan – Heartspan – Headspan
She Said Yes to all she Saw -Felt- Heard.
Years later
Her Path became Narrower
But Wider…
Opening Her Mind to True Autonomy of Heart
Alone But Not Alone
She had her own dreams
Yes Little Girl
Little Girl Yes
Choosing Her own path
Became all too simple after Years
Of Saying Yes to all opportunities
She chose the choice of being;
Being Autonomous
And making Her way
- Her Way -
Understanding bruises and misunderstandings
all Too Easy Now
Easy To Say No Little Yes Girl
No to what People have wanted for You
or
wanted You to Be
Or Thought would be best for You
Clustered Stars
Nebulae
Dwarf stars
Black Holes in the end…
A galaxy all her own
Twinned Irises around her own Moon
Jupiter Spot
Her Own Blue Planet
Sings of the Real Little Yes Girl
Saying No Felt Good
-Maybe even-
Choose to Choose Your own way
To be Your own Girl first
Little Yes Girl
Now That’s the path
Hands Open
On the Notes- The Ultimate Keys
To New found Reality .
Hers .
Little Yes Girl Dropped Anchor on The No.
Collected – Calm – after two years unraveled: Her
Like a ball Of Yarn.
Her Yes Time .
Was Just around The bend
On The Path she chose .
Hers.
Nobody Teaches Us How To Dream
We Just Do .
Cat Forsley ©
