I fell into a slumber and she appeared.
I knew not who she was or from whence she came.
She stood naked and transparent wings outstretched.
She was foreign to me; trepidation came
I didn’t know who she was, what she was, or why she was here
but she beckoned me
to be a part
heal
re-integrate
the fragmented pieces of me
Embody the trinity
I hear her call
and I see her move
in my waking life
I am listening
I am watching
I am embodying
and I am
Becoming
In Order to Be One Must Become 