If She Could See Me Now
There’s a calm that settles
Not all at once, but slowly
Like sunlight through water,
Soft, deliberate, sure.
I used to reach so far ahead
I forgot the miracle beneath my feet.
Now I sit with the moment,
Let it wrap itself around me like warm wind
There’s a holiness in the mundane,
A sacredness in slow breath,
And I have learnt, finally,
To love what is here
Instead of grasping at what was
Or might be.
I walk roads I once feared,
Hand in hand with who I am now.
And in the mirror,
I see her,
That little girl with sun-drenched hopes
And if she could see me now
No, when she sees me now,
She’d know:
The monsters never won,
The sky really was waiting,
And that aching in her chest
Grew into wings
This life, right here,
Despite its cracked mugs
Quiet victories emerge
With its peace wrapped in imperfection
This is what she longed for.
She'd whisper through time,
"We made it, didn’t we?"
And I’d answer back,
"Yes. And it’s more than alright.
It’s everything we dreamed it could be."
Copyright © Oriana Lezama | Year Posted 2025
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