As my coils began to wrap around one another one by one,
I notice some are directly in-tune, and moving in the same direction
while others are going their own way, wanting to separate.
For so long, I refused to hold space.
I thought there was something wrong with the way they were made
A month and a half in,
That “awkward/ugly stage “
They say you learn a lot about yourself through your loc journey.
The strands were bonded either way.
And they were much like me –
Desiring protection
Desiring grace.
