Description Transformed by nature, I am held up and renewed. The old forms of the past have fallen away, the crysalis has broken open. I fly by letting go, I surrender and am sustained. I allow an opening to new possiblities beyond my conventional previous thoughts. My femininity is miraclous, I assend on wings of my innate being. I am lifted up by opening my heart to the power and wisdom of the most high, most illuminating.Joy and love are the names of my wings, they are made up of the visage of my own womanhood and that of my mothers and grandmothers, sisters, daughters and friends. They infact, are the very wind beneith my wings.I am born anew! I live!