Finally Enough

It is time 
   She whispered
gently while I dreamt
   You are ready. 

 It is time 
   She whispered
gently urging me forward
   You are strong Enough. 

 It is time 
   She whispered
gently brushing the fear from my shoulders
   You are brave Enough. 

It is time 
   She whispered
softly tucking my worry in her pocket
   You are powerful Enough. 

It is time 
   She whispered
quietly laying my heart back on my sleeve
   You don't need to be afraid to keep this. 

It is time 
   She whispered
softly tucking my loneliness in her pocket
   You won't need to hide behind this anymore. 


It is time 
   She whispered
pressing my hope into my chest
   you can't lose this again. 

 It is time 
   She whispered
grasping my hands tightly in hers
pouring love where it had been lost
   You are ready to hold this again. 

It is time. 
   She no longer needs to whisper.
I am no longer afraid of what she has to say.

It is time.
I am everything I need to be. 
I have always been Enough.
I will always be Enough.

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