I power-washed today.

Rooting out layers of grime, slowly
I uncover my true colors, natural hues
of golden truth and amber strength.

Sheer force of white spray exposes
an inner beauty, bares a state of grace
hidden within the dark recesses
of a clouded memory deep inside
the dark dream that has cast a shadow
across my life’s path.

A fine mist of joy lingers, buoyant
and bubbly like the giddy whispers
between sisters after one falls in love
for the first time.

In translucent rainbows raining down,
all that I’ve never had or could not be
dissolves effortlessly and rolls away,
and the diamond I dreamed of wearing
materializes before my eyes.

I take its shape and form and became
a woman cleansed, reborn a virgin bride
surrendered to the light within.