Warrior Woman

I can lead a horse to water and get him 

to drink 

(and be awesome) 

but then he tramples the fountain. And excises the memory from his brain. 

It is a challenge I can only grow from, 

this I know. 

Then I remember the warrior I once was, 

with all of my witnesses 

they, who

-at the very least-

saw me experiencing it for myself

within my own skin. 

I treasure the good vibes from that trip. 

The physical challenges were not as hard 

for me as 

as acknowledging my audience. 

You did exist. 

You did see me being strong 

so I am strong.