Never Stop Becoming – Poem by Ali Grimshaw





and if

and if she had not become

quite so tame

what trees might she be at the top of now?

how many times has her heartvoice been drowned out
by training wheels and forced rewrites of others?

it is never too late to nourish, curve toward the sun
she is a flower like all flowers
her wildness knows how to bloom
without advice

© Ali Grimshaw 2025

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