A Poetic Sundaze Rendition

One day,
one of your foremothers stood
pulling her power
back to herself.

At night, alone,
without pity,
she called herself back
to herself.

It was an ordinary day,
but a powerful night.

And one day,
one day,
on a day as ordinary as this,
you will call back your power,
you will remember who you are.

And you will take back
the power you gave away.
On that day,
as ordinary…