The Rewrite

I’ve been training for this my whole life. Being obedient to the call.

I remember it so vividly as a child…. before I questioned it with doubt…

Before, it’s always before. Like life trying to circle back upon itself, but it’s not even a circling or a remembering….

It’s the sketch of my soul surfacing, with the scratches and erase marks, maybe crumpled, maybe torn -

Not because the original was not divine, just because I danced in the rain, forgot the way home, and maybe even hid within for awhile…

Maybe lingered, maybe shouted, maybe threw a storm into my heart -

Maybe wore it as a hat, maybe used it as a sword,

Maybe fell asleep too early, maybe fell asleep too late

Maybe….now, maybe right now - its time to hold the sketch to the light, and let it be

Cause I’ve been training for this my whole life, its time to go to that place - gloves off, and FIGHT

MY SOUL KNOWS THE WAY

AND GOD HAS THIS - WHICH MEANS I DO TOO…

I just need all the prayers to light the night… let’s do this

The soul doesn’t need reminding, it doesn’t need awakening…

its always rising to the call -

I have been training for this my whole life….

Amen.