A Prayer
House cleansed,
protection shrouded,
I raise my eyes to the stars.
I pray to you spirits,
please cradle my hopes
and grant me the will to endure.
I've been running too long,
hiding away from what hurts me.
It is time to move on;
to put in the righteous work
towards healing
so I can continue to live.
Too many needless sacrifices
bathed in beige sorrow;
now is the crossroads that
I am to traverse.
No more hiding.
No more tragedy
without reason.
Time to hold my power within
so that it might grow
enough to spread, share, and prosper.
Forgiveness will come in time.
It begins now.
