The Sound My Body Makes

I used to focus mostly on what my body looked like

Instead of what it could

feel like

what it could

do

–

where it could

go

–

what it could

be 

–

the sound my body makes

was often quiet

often quite lonely often

tired often broken often

unheard and disregarded

–

I’ve started to listen and 

now the sound my body makes

–

is sunshine oozing 

warm and sweet it is

–

crystal glittering in moonlight it is

dancing beneath the stars sparkling 

it is more and it is nothing at all

–

the sound my body makes

is not mine to choose

it is mine

to exist within.