I imagined I would be
So much further by now,
But of course,
I always take
The long way around;
No shortcuts had on this journey,
Yet, I will get there,
Surely it can not be much longer
To final destination as yet unknown
As detours redirect the trip,
The plans change with the path;
I need just reassess
Be at peace with any delay
And keep on
Keeping on,
Learning as I grow,
As I go,
Each moment closer
Than the last;
Giving up
Is no option,
The way out is through,
And hell no,
I am not through with
The way.
Tag: becoming
What If (The Dream)
She fears the steps,
She must take in becoming,
What if she trips?
What if she falls?
What if her dreams are much to big for her small body?
What if?
What if her what ifs are the wrong inquiries?
What if her dreams are just right for her size,
And the ground should rise up to meet her,
Easing her landing?
What if the scariest part is letting go,
And sliding into the unknown,
What if imagining “what if”,
Is symptomatic of a dreamers urge to wonder;
That which should ne’er subside?
Unless the dreamer loses the very gift of the dream
The Ordination
And so turns a new leaf,
As honors are bestowed,
And she takes her place of honor,
To bestow honor toward the Divine,
And shepherd her newfound flock
Through life and death,
Joy, sorrow,
And daily monotony
She is a flower bloomed,
She has become.
She of Letters 