Advice from Hestia to Girls
You are not made of paper.
If you were, you would have
turned to ash a long time ago.
You are more. Bone, and muscle,
and beginnings and endings –
evoke that when the world tries
to convince you that you are small.
You are not stone. Your heart is warm,
but seek no homes in other people’s chests,
seek no truths there while your own heart,
each throb, reminds you of your true home.
You are not made of paper.
Paper is easy to use and crush,
and you were not made for that.
You were made flame first.
And fire is born knowing
its elemental nature.
It knows the mystic force in shining alone.
