It wasn’t until I sat and reflected on my vision
that I realized I was fighting for more than
a seat at the table with vultures
I was fighting for a place in a world that secretly condemns
My originality as a woman
Who stands up for herself,
When the chips are down and
The Ambiance is Strange
Mindful, Intentional, Gentle but Firm
A Divine way of Living
Too much self-service
And
not enough divine service
Which falls on deaf ears
And leaves lost humans…LOST
There is a method to my madness
Only those that see beyond the surface can endure
The ideas that flow from my mind to my pen,
To the world!
A voice not only to hear
But
Listen and allow
my interpretation
Of a new world to reside in your mind
Watch these Vision’s turn into Actions
That Mean Something
For me, for you, for the next generation to come!
And so, it begins, the New Cycle of LIVING!
Mindful, Intentional, Gentle but Firm!
©Nichole Nichole