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Warrior Woman- Joe Mazzullo

May 29, 2015

Last week, my cousin Joe sent me a poem that he recently wrote,  called “Warrior Woman”. He has incorporated the essence  of the most powerful quotes I have posted or spoken with him about, as well as quotes he has always been fond of. When I read his words, I feel the sheer power of my experience all at once for he has somehow captured so much of what this journey has been for me over the last three years.  These words have given me renewed strength to continue this battle and slay this dragon. No one has ever written something like this for me and I am deeply touched and incredibly humbled by it. Joe- I will be forever grateful to you for your thoughtfulness, love and your incredible writing skills- I am truly blown away. I am so blessed to have you as family and as a friend.

“Warrior Woman”

The warrior woman, staring out to the sea of life,

Not knowing which course she’d be blown.

She knew that no one saves us but ourselves,

And that we must walk this path alone.

This beautiful warrior woman,

Truly a little girl at heart,

Didn’t choose this journey,

But knew this journey had to start.

The storm raged around her unabated,

But on her task she couldn’t fail.

She gathered up her courage.

And set her boat a sail.

Waves battered her boat,

Uncertain she could go anymore.

Yet, she knew she couldn’t sail to new horizons,

Until she lost sight of shore.

Her inner strength and fortitude,

Shown by the beauty of her scars.

Though this journey would be arduous,

Only in darkness can we see the stars.

She stood on the bow of her boat,

Head held high, facing the storm.

She thought, “I am little, but I am fierce”

These thoughts helped keep her warm.

Her boat landed on a rocky shore,

Her body battered, bruised and stiff.

With the strength of her indomitable will,

She started up the craggy cliff.

She rose to the top,

Encountering woods that were lovely, dark and deep.

She had made a promise to herself,

And miles to go before she’d sleep.

She forged her own path,

Through these woods, dark and dense.

The flowerless thorns pricked her body,

Every step, the pain more intense.

When she came to a clearing,

She wearily dropped to her knees.

She had stumbled upon the long-forgotten grove,

Of ancient prophesy trees.

A disembodied voice said,

“Your eyes show the strength that’s in your soul”

“Now come take your prophesy,

Written here upon this scroll.”

“Listen to the mustn’ts child, listen to the don’ts,

Listen to the shouldn’ts, impossibles, the won’ts.

Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me…

Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.”

This prophesy had renewed her strength,

This inner-strength now made her brave.

She continued on her journey,

To the dragon’s cave.

The dragon had been waiting for her to come,

He had already planned his feast.

She wasn’t the first warrior, or the last,

That would wind up in the belly of this beast.

The dragon saw her coming,

He belched out fire and smoke.

The smoke blanketed the warrior,

And she began to choke.

The choking sensation was one she had,

In a reoccurring dream.

Her fear turned into fury,

She let out a primordial scream.

Her shriek became her weapon,

She used it to attack.

Her voice became a gust of wind,

That blew the dragon back.

It was the dragon’s turn to be terrified,

As he was backed up toward the ledge.

A final screech pierced the air,

And he was hanging off the edge.

The cliff crumbled around him,

The dragon fell into space.

The last thing he saw before plummeting,

Was the girl’s angelic face.

He saw a look of triumph,

As she fell out of his view.

He saw the beauty in her eyes,

That were a deep, majestic blue.

Those sparkling eyes had now begun,

To fill with a glistening of tears.

But these were tears of joy,

Because she had battled all her fears.

Some people just get wet,

But she had felt the rain.

She let each drop that hit her,

Wash away the pain.

She thought of all the long-gone warriors,

Vowing to never forget their faces.

The world breaks everyone,

But she’d now be strong in those broken places.

She set sail for home,

Along the deep blue sea.

The stormy seas were gone,

Her mind peaceful as could be.

She landed safely ashore,

Taking a deep breath of fresh air.

She turned her face toward the sunlight,

And said a heartfelt prayer.

She stumbled to her room,

To lay her weary head.

Sleep came fast and hard,

When she fell upon her bed.

Tonight there would be no thoughts of dragons.

She would have a blissful sleep.

For tomorrow she would dream new dreams,

And have new promises to keep.

Here are the quotes and authors Joe embedded in the poem:

“Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.”-Gandhi

“Only in darkness can you see the stars.”-MLK

“You cannot swim to new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.”-William Faulkner

“Some people feel the rain, others just get wet.”-Bob Marley

“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.”-Ernest Hemmingway

“Your eyes show the strength of your soul.”-Paulo Coelho

“Listen to the mustn’ts, listen to the don’ts. Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, he wont’s.”-Shel Silverstein

“The wood were lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep and mile to go before I sleep.”-Robert Frost

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