One day I can be a warrior
One day I can feel like an utter mess
Some days I love with all of my being
And some days I close off and fear it all
But in this moment and in every, each part of me is worthy
Every ounce of my being is enough
Every up and down, each fear and every bit of joy, it serves me.
Our cycles and circles, they make up the whole
How are you honouring all of you, as you are ?