Shy Feet

Amazed lately
at my self
which contains both willingness
and unwillingness so easily in one single body.

Finding that in necessary times
I am able to trade in my weak knees
for strong legs, in order to
move in the direction of the brave parts of my heart.

All the while,
in one and the same moment,
shyly hanging back
asking those same silly little questions
that haunt almost every little girl I know:
Am I good, am I pleasing, am I enough?

My toe tracing something on the ground
And those fantastic 80s lyrics circle me
round and round;
Love is a battlefield.

Amazed lately that
there is so much more fight in me
than I could have ever possibly realized before now.