You must not

Apologize for your wrinkles

The soul-feeding pieces of music you sing

Or how your thighs spread before the night


You must not

Drag dirt into someone’s house, nor

Peel the skin from the face of your past

The past is gone, you are

A new sunrise now


You must not

Dusty your mind thinking wild

Whats to be lived must be lived

Owe no promises to tomorrow


Sit with your mind

Make yourself a cup of tea

You are a handful of seeds

Smile, hunger, dance, feel

Celebrate your own living.