She Found Her Purpose
Her sweet spot
Her joy
Her essence
Her laughter
Her gift to employ
She found it by looking
In every way
In every crevice
In every day
She made a decision
Herself to make good
Her life
Her soul purpose
Her spiritual food
She sat back, reflected
On all that she had
She read her own story
Front cover to back
She remembered her glory
And all that she’d learnt
She remembered her passions
And where she’d been burnt
She went back in time
To her happy space
When nothing could stop her
Her happiest place
She remembered all she did
She needed, she took
And all that she gave
With her heart through her work
Going through chapters
One page at a time
She realised what she’d learnt
Could be gathered and bound
Into a purpose that would fill her up
And spill over to others and close up the gap
Realisation dawning
A moment profound
She needn’t be angry
She needn’t resound
She could work from her centre
Her humble inside
Where her heart meets her spirit
Where her love does collide
With intuitive knowing
Intense certainty
She had found her purpose
It filled her with glee
And as she went with it
Riding her wave
Her life opened up more
Her knowledge more gained
She gained more in herself
Her confidence grew
She started to blossom
She started anew
And others could see it
They wanted it too
The secret she carried
For me and for you
So sharing her purpose
Become all she could do
It took on its own speed
It grew and it grew
She blossomed
She flowered
She shared loved with grace
She had found her own purpose
She had found her own space
If this poem found you at the right moment, She Is Healing — the first poetry collection on The Path — may be calling you. It was written for women who are finding their way back to themselves.
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