My Soul Tribe

 Oh ! my soul tribe 

My people, the ones with whom I feel seen. 

I imagine,cherish and savor what it feels like to be surrounded by kindred spirits. 

The ones who embody so much love that it radiates through everything they do. 

My soul tribe, the distinct spirit who resonate with the core of who I am. 

The ones who can understand the weight and revelation of who I am becoming. 

Without my soul tribe,

Embodying the true identity of who I am is so much work. 

I worry that I might loose myself in this seasons of silence and aloneness. 

When will i be with the people who just get me without having to do so much? 

When will I connect with people who wouldn’t want me to diminish any part of my originality just to feel superior? 

When will I connect with people who instead of competing with me gets inspired? 

My soul family where art thou ? 

Now, I hid myself from the presence of men. 

Myself and my authenticity are walking triggers to their demons. 

They want me just to abuse me like a drug.

Nevertheless,I choose to be at peace with the unfolding of my life. 

Knowing with credence that My soul family are out there. 

I await the great moments of divine connections.