Stargirl a poem by Shakti Singh-Chris

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Stargirl –
By Shakti Singh-Chris
We all heard the story of the girl,
Awakened by a kiss from a prince
We all heard the story of the girl,
Who kissed the frog that became her prince
We all heard those happily, after, stories
Told again and again through the centuries
Well – this is a story of a girl who kissed many frogs
But found none to break the witches’ spell
A girl who marred by the illusory world
Was held prisoner by the wands holding the power
A girl who then learned to bow in reverence,
Sadly, learned to bow in ignorance
But who luckily, oh so blessedly
Broke free from the world’s vicious spell
Broke free all by her own, big, little self
That powerful spell didn’t just break though
Following in a steady beat of a drum
Nor through the knowings acquired by a university’s degree,
The stamping of a Harvard, Princeton, or a Yale golden seal
Knowing came by taking the world into her own two hands
By twisting, turning and through the workings of faith
By listening to that Still, Small voice from inside
The One that told her that she was:
Beautiful – Special – more than Grand!
And although a fool to the world’s eyes, she pursed on,
Until the veil lifted to release Goddess from within
The one endowed with powers possessed by no earthly prince
Powers that didn’t lead to the imagined castle in the sky
Nor to the anticipated happily ever after
But led instead to that divine place inside
And onto that starlit staircase she climbed
To find the Real Castle InThe Sky