First, a word from April.
Danielle is a justice warrior and communicator to her core. She wrote these words on her website earlier this year, and I asked if we could share here in response to her podcast episode released earlier today. She lives and breathes leading people to live with wholeness.
I dream of this for all our warrior girls, too…
This poem was written as I dreamt of all girls rising towards the sun.
Towards the sun.
Like a young girl rising at dawn, a warrior.
I fight. To be Free.
Wandering through the meadow, I search.
For. A sign.
Show me where to go, to live.
A life. full.
Take me to the place, to see.
A whole. World.
Peace. Be still.
My beating heart.
Like a thorough bred I run, free.
Jump. The fences.
Run baby run, so no one catches you.
It’s all I have to offer, this wild gallop.
It is. Enough.
Don’t look back or even think it.
Hope. Be fueled.
My swelling dreams.
Like a sunflower raised to meet the sun, alive.
I rise. To be full.
Lifting my head to turn my gaze, to the one.
Who gives. Life.
My life open to your rays.
I breathe. Light.
No space for fear, anymore.
Life. Be full.
My whole life.