Okay God,
I’m not going to lie:
This last round hurt.
It knocked me flat,
Just about six feet down,
Give or take.
I had everything on me
And no one to brace me.
The ones who wear Your name
Added more weight to my back
The ones who loved themselves
Couldn’t love anyone else
I lost a lot.
But You warned me beforehand
It would happen that way,
And it did.
You were right
And You were enough.
You still are.
You and I,
We’ve been through a lot of hell
Mostly alone together.
We’ve both been burned
Here on this razed earth,
In the throes of our best hopes
For arsonists, from the ash
I don’t know if I smell of smoke,
But when I close my eyes-
I can always smell it.
You shook me awake tonight:
Keep my eyes open.
Keep them focused ahead.
I am weak and small.
I knock over easily,
But in You
I have never given up
For long.
I can be knocked down,
But never held there.
I stand again;
I fight.
I was born in the fire,
And I am small, but within me
Is a fierce inferno.
It may die down in the storm,
But it does not die out.
It builds back in full blaze.
The readiness is all,
And I’m ready to fight again.
Let’s do this.
What’s next?
I hear the cards shuffling.
I’m all in.
Deal.
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