Alchemy of Seasons - Part One - Winter - The Becoming

Before ink ever touched a page, these words or poems if you will, lived as breath, whispers curled inside a little Black girl who dreamed in galaxies, who held hope like a secret flame cupped between trembling hands.She did not know then that survival would sculpt her, or that heartbreak would one day become her dialect of freedom. She only knew her spirit shimmered in colors no one had yet named.I am She ... She is becoming.These poems are the trail I left for myself, breadcrumbs of memory, feather-light truths, and the echoes of a woman rising through her own undoing.Each line is a doorway.Each stanza is a mirror.Each poem… a rebellion disguised as grace.Here you will meet the girl I was, the woman I am becoming, and the worlds birthed in between.Here you will witness alchemy, how pain turns to light, how wounds turns to wisdom, how silence becomes a symphony in the hands of those chosen to receive it.These are poems of awakenings, of unburied selves, of forgiveness that tastes like fresh rain and power that hums beneath skin.Let these words wash over you.Let them remember you.Let them take your hand and guide you back to your own unbreakable truth.For in this realm, every heart is a compass, every scar a scripture, and every reader becomes pilgrim on their own sacred journey through seasons.Welcome.Take a breath.Walk in softly.You are entering holy ground, the inner world of a woman who chose herself and found an entire universe waiting to receive her.Listen with your heart, & if you like, reflect with your pen.She speaks softly and invites you on her journey within. Read more