You Are Complete by Jo Palmieri

YOU ARE COMPLETE

Sitting by the shore, the waves break the storyline I’ve created “You do not belong; you are not complete,” the story echoes every day The gentle waves implore me to release the myth I long ago accepted, “You are not your thoughts; they are not real, watch them like clouds as each one floats away” “You are not smart enough, pretty enough, courageous enough,” the story continues on with might “The sky, the sea, the sand are real; they are part of you; you are part of them,” the waves repeat “You are a God particle made of star dust and flowing beams of light

You are all you need to be; you are enough; you are complete.”