To the Light

Once lush and bountiful
My roots did adorn
Powerful pretty leaves
Some you have torn
But my strength remains true
No matter the games
My boldness and grace are real
Minus your scorn or shame
You cannot project on me
Your guilt nor your pain
I choose to let loose your lies
Again and again
Cultivating purity, my desire unshakable
Dropping what has wilted
Willingly I reach, stretching beyond
Everything inside myself, my eyes I lift
To the Light-beyond your shadow.