It’s not that hard to reminisce
back to the time
when I thought 30 was old.
I hit that milestone today.
But, I am no longer afraid,
on the contrary
I feel immensely brave.
Strong. Capable. Steady.
ready to take on the world.
At 30, I am still a girl,
but now
I have got a lion living
underneath my ribs. The kind of lion
who roars & brings
mountains & oceans
into being.
at 30 I’m finally seeing
the forest for the trees.
I am here.
standing at the threshold
of a decade that is
waiting to unfold
I will embrace these years
with Loving, open arms
not fading or growing old.
I am simply blooming
into a deeper,
lovelier shade
of life.
Yes, I am ready. To bid
a fond farewell to the darkness
of my naïve & reckless twenties.
Departing that rollercoaster
without looking back.
30 is the new 20
Vibrant is the new black.
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