Whispers

There is a whisper in the air

It is subtle but harsh

Overbearing and without mercy

I try not to listen but it's loud

too loud

It speaks with stinging words 

You are different

You are alone

No one likes you

You are fat

Your wrinkles swallow your face

You aren't as young as you used to be

You aren't a good friend

or sister

or daughter

You aren't good at this or that

What is your purpose?

You aren't smart

or pretty

or brave

or wise

You disguise with fake confidence

You are too hard

 too soft

 too honest

 too much

You will never be what you hoped to be

You failed

No one cares

Really, no one cares

because you are not enough

It repeats and repeats 

like a low, base drum in my ear

I cry 

But before I can make sense of all the stinging 

another whisper drifts in

This one has a peaceful, sweet aroma

but it's harder for me to hear

There is an echoing kind of call 

I long to hear it

A melody that calms my spirit

It speaks with grace and love

but in the beginning it feels foreign

a language I cannot understand

 Then it slowly unravels its sweet sound

Stop listening to the pounding of the drum

It eats you alive

It sucks your life

My precious,

You are everything you were made to be

I repeat

You are everything you were made to be

Stop fretting

Stop doubting

You were made to be soft

and hard 

and honest

and too much

You were made to be misunderstood

and to stand alone sometimes

You were made to struggle 

and to be unsure

But never believe that you are not enough

One day you will see

You were made You on purpose

so listen carefully to my song

Do you hear my sweet melody?

Drown out any other whispers 

Trust me. Lean into me. 

Listen to the hums of the  light. 

You, alone, are enough.

Repeat after me,

You, alone, are enough.