I am honest.
I am a picture of perfection.
I am unique and gifted.
I am talented, bold, beautiful, and brave!
I am an explorer.
I am a warrior.
I am a canvas, sculpted and intimately knit together by the Master Creator.
I am relief.
I am contentment.
I, too, am a creator.
I am bliss—airy, light, and free.
I am abundance!
I am as radiant as the trees,
Brilliant as the stars,
Audacious as the sun.
I am the moon’s glow and the ocean’s roar.
I am powerful, diplomatic, and strong,
Yet full of poise, gentleness, and compassion.
I am understanding.
I am a whisper of hope caught in the trees.
I am sturdy and resilient.
I am honor and integrity.
I am the song the birds sing,
The melody between the strings,
The heart of the drum’s beat.
I am the dance of the butterfly soaring high.
I rise, blossoming among thorns.
I am decadent, wafting aromas of spring’s fresh air.
I am the mind’s eye that stares—
The gaze of Mother Bear, the protectress.
I am the fiery blaze of the lion’s mane.
I am wisdom untold.
Rooted & Rising In My Own Light
© 2025 Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris
Originally written: 2/22/25
Revised: 3/30/25
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