The calendar date is 8/8
21st year of the 21st century
We're all embarking on new beginnings
Today I can say what that means to me
I'm not a rapper nor a poet
Just an understanding that I'm lyrically-inclined
Accept my call to be a writer
Showing the world what I see
When I read between the lines
Whenever I push a pen across paper
Or bang on and on the digital device's keys
It's often a petition or prayer
About the things in my life
That bring us to our knees
Sometimes it's simply a reflection
Upon an observation of a temporary thing
Sometimes I express my adoration
For what I find beautiful & it makes my heart sing
Whatever the case may be, my expression is intentional
You may find it boring or unconventional
You may feel uncomfortable in learning
"I don't care" about your judgment of this matter
And it's already okay (and always was) for me
What I aspire to be, is not controlled by
The gaze of passing strangers
I see no danger in the undertaking of my life
As it becomes fully formed, like butterfly wings
If perchance you encounter these words
I hope your mind is expanding with wisdom
Not my own, but the wisdom of the ages
From the encounters you've had at
All of life's various growth stages
I pray you cocoon yourself in what nourishes your growth
And when you emerge, you are better
And wiser, faster and stronger
I pray you are rewarded for nurturing your own rebirth
And the sky in which you fly
Is the vast expanse of the universe.
