–well actually you do
although you try to forget that you know–
you are the only one who is
going to lead you out of the desert
crawling on your belly
to find water stored in the cacti
or buried under the hot sand
that you will have to get at
by digging and clawing
with your fingers
Truth is
most of us
want to be rescued
we’ve been damaged
by the same glass slippers story
with a fairy godmother
waving a magic wand
Bt we forget
we are our own very capable
godmother
and the magic wand
is our minds’ ability
to leave the quagmire
behind and shove our heads
into the sunlight and bask
in the cool breeze
We don’t need any glass slippers
as they will only brake and bleed our feet
and we have too many places to go
and are far too sensible to wear such
impractical shoes
plus we know our charming prince
is really just a metaphor
for our keen ability to make
decisions that benefit us
while not harming others
so truly
it is what you have always
known
all you need most of the time
is you knowing you have
no intension of perishing
in the desert or elsewhere
as you are the tale
and the unraveler
of the plot