Metamorphosis: Where I landed

Where I Landed I am not hiding here. I am not waiting anymore. I lay down not in defeat, but in arrival. The weight I once carried has softened into something tender. My body sinks into the sheets like roots into earth—steady, grounded. The world no longer feels like something I must fight to exist in. I have already become. In this stillness, I feel my full self—loved, unedited, enough. This isn’t the end. It’s the return. To myself. To peace. To power without noise.