Sometimes I forget that I am more powerful than even I can conceive

I have lived through storms that have taken me to seven levels of hell and delivered me on the shores of my mother unharmed and clothed in riches I couldn't tell you where they came from

I have from time to time let it slip my mind that I am more than what even I see before me in the mirror,

achieving heights that I'm told only angels have leaped from

I forget

Not that I've been abandoned

Or left alone

I forget

because I allow myself to become a part of the sea of fear and pain others devise and divide amongst themselves

I forget

that I have lived through fire

That my skin wears the tattoos of battles I should have lost

yet walked away unscathed and more divine than before the wars that came to claim me

I have walked through doors that refused to open

I have climbed through windows that looked like they were sealed closed

I have leapt from buildings

with only the faith of my soul to carry me over clouds

Looking down and wondering why it took me so long to let go before

I live here in this place

In this temple given a name so great and so graceful with the lilt of fire trailing like the comets high above my head

I forget sometimes that

I have earned my crown to start anew

I have lived the lie and turned it into truth by becoming everything you see before you

I have been named traitor for loosing my chains

I have been called whore for ignoring the stench of where of others fall

I have risen when they said I would fall

I have walked on water when they expected me to drown

I have traveled miles just to go around the corner

I have risen

But now and then I tend to forget

To allow my spirit to lead

Sometimes I forget

I have been given

Because I opened my heart, my soul and my mouth to call on angels who walk

Before me, behind me and beside me at all times

They fought the battles before I open the door

At times

I have forgotten my beauty

listened to their drones

then I remember before their song note sours

I am more powerful than the song they have sung

to lull me to sleep

I remember before my treasures become undone

I am more than a conqueror

Courted by angels who stand guard on my path

conqueror of  my ghosts

reminding me of my ascent

when I forget