Do not be afraid of me.
I am your body, your smell.
I soothe you. Come close,
inhale, comfort yourself.
Do not be afraid. Not like
your mother who would not
bury her face in your baby belly,
afraid you’d pop and go dead.
Let love press its face
into your gut, your soft underside.
Don’t you love how you feel,
those mushy mounds. Your earth smell?
Don’t be afraid to love yourself.
Go where you love to go. Do
what you love to do. Now
is the best time. Take yourself
to coral reefs, tidepools, the creatures
of the sand.
Take yourself to the lands
of your ancestors. Leap into water
of turquoise. Rejoice in life’s bounty—
that richness waiting for you to
Trust, Take, Be Free.
I love this message to yourself, Wendy!
I just re-read the poem. So inviting. Time to take the leap!