Rebirthing

I am unlearning.
unfolding
layers of fear
that have kept me
frozen in vigilance.

I am unrelenting.
unconditioning
adaptations
to traumas
and tribulations.

I am unraveling.
unwinding
the web
of thoughts
that have trapped me
in veils
of confusion.

I am unmasking.
unadorning
the armor of protection
that has
inflicted isolation.

I am unearthing.
unpacking
the self I stowed away
in an effort
to conform.

I am uncompromising.
unyielding
to those who
desire my compliance
or complicity.

I am unfurling.
uncontaining
the parts of me
that have been stuffed
into too tight
corners.

I am unbecoming.
unassuming
what is true
and what is real.

I am grieving
all that was
all that never came to be
and all that will never
become.

I am seeing
a crack
in the
tightly-wound facade
of my experience.

I am sensing
a stilling of the waters
deep below
the surface.

I am illuminating
the darkness
with the light
of my radiance.

I am being rebirthed.

No.

I am rebirthing.

I am re-emerging
from the void
into the light.

I am returning
to the self
I abandoned
long ago.

I am reaffirming
my skills and talents
desires and drives.

I am reclaiming
my true
essence.

And so

I AM.