“I always thought I would become more than I am today”.

I dreamt of glistening wings of courage

that would expand the length of my voice

 

That my voice would take flight and echo

within the deepest chambers of my heart

 

I thought I’d know my heart intimately enough

to trust it

to listen to its whispers through the

clatter of uncertainty

 

I thought of painting murals of yellow freedom, filled with

sunflowers and freesia

and purple love

all over the world

 

I thought of engraving music into majestic whirlwinds

laughing with adorning sparkling notes

waltzing to a saxophone or perhaps conga drums

 

I thought I would have a building named after me

a building made of chocolate and powdered gold that

shimmered and glowed

and protected from nightmares

 

I imagined to be fiercely myself

subjugating

the realities surrounding me to

my dreams and hopes.

 

I thought I’d understand God,

My purpose

 

Still hoping to become more than I am today

 

Learning to love who I am in this moment