Standing on the edge of life,
Alone, with my soft, silent cries.
My heartbeat harmonizing with the sound of the waves,
Obstructing the noise, as the world starts to fade.
The trees sway in the distance,
As the breeze hugs my cheeks.
My body feels weak,
Causing me to fall to my knees.
As I gaze at the beautiful blue sky,
I am bombarded by questions;
When?
Why?
When will it be my time?
Why am I still going in circles?
Hanging onto the feeling
That my path is unknown,
That my purpose is becoming unshown.
With only my thoughts
Running around in my own little bubble,
I am trying to navigate myself
Out of this trouble.
The trouble of uncertainty,
The trouble of worry.
Still, I know in my heart,
This is a place of transitioning for me.
Questioning who I am,
And where I’m supposed to go.
But I understand that,
It is in time, with time, that I will grow.
In the wilderness
Is where I will find myself.
To get me to the place
That’s waiting for me.
So, in the meantime,
I will let go and let God
Lead me to where I’m ought to be.
