We Find Our Way

By Reyna Biddy

“To describe this book, I wrote from the perspective of the black experience.  My experience particularly.  It’s a book about grief, death, rebirth, ancestors, and spirit. I talk about the matrix and wanting out of it.”—Reyna Biddy
 
A collection of poetry focused on rebirth, ancestors, spirit, and so much more from the unique perspective and voice of a revered spoken-word poet, author, and self-love enthusiast.
We Find Our Way, the latest and third collection of poetry from creator Reyna Biddy, explores themes of love and dependency, both within ourselves and with the people we hold close. Biddy’s propensity for making readers feel welcomed, healed, and hopeful is evident in every poem; every sentence; every word she pens. The variety of writing styles––from short, thought-provoking pieces to longer, more lyrical versification––perfectly cradle Biddy’s unique thoughts on intimate topics like motherhood, childbirth, and sacrifice, and many of the other complexities life contains. Biddy’s words are more influential and necessary now than ever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Andrews McMeel Publishing
• Release date: Oct 25, 2022
• ISBN: 9781524883140

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for umi.

you matter the most to me.

who you become in this life

who you were before you got here

how i can best assist you to reach

your next destination. so i start with

love, as always. you are in safe hands.

i trust you, do you trust me?

you are a reflection

of everything

i’ve ever loved.

and everyone who’s ever

meant the world to me.

my soul mate. it’s nice

to meet you again.

contents

open

student things

help me sing

master lessons

in this life

off course

in tune

new age

the sun

before it’s too late

new dawn

spirit message

what holds us?

go blind

see through

the fool

divine timing

let the bells ring

clarity

beauty to me is faith.

bitter truth

something tells me

and beyond

nectar of life

funny like that

do you promise?

light work

miscarriage

spirit says

my old lady

good woman

i receive it

someone else

scorpio moon

blessedness

forgive me

lotus

wheel of fortune

Grandma Theresa

tourism

and so

be patient with

your journey.

antibodies

May 27th 2020

circle back

void of course

in general

tables turn

what power

butterflies

good thing

get lucky

envy

saying grace

sunday blues

my fault

summer time

spirit guide

be kind to your elders

fate calls on us

universe

to be continued

silly me

not today,

not tomorrow

pour out

when you purge

florida waters

meeting joy

tribe

new visitors

make peace

in waves

spring cleaning

honey child

good grief

clockwork

join me

forever more

dead weight

see you

we

find

our

way.

OPEN

The melancholy of my life seems to be well balanced with the breeding of joy; whether i am to be on the giving or receiving end. I’m compelled to produce a love that’s intimate, between you and I. The uncertainty of my life has become humorous. Mocking even. Followed by signs, lights, numbers, wind, water, birds—I surrender. I am holy. I am magic. I affirm it to be true. When it’s my time to work, I have no choice. When it’s my turn to pour, I give myself. I recognize the obligations set on my life, I must search for the truth, then tell it. I understand the responsibilities that come with the gift of believing. Sometimes it’s easier to be a fool. One might