I will record audio of this poem shortly. But I wanted to go ahead and release this now. I feel like there is someone who needs to read it.
Thank you for my struggle.
The opportunity it brings is like no other.
The growth that comes starts from inside.
At first there’s pain when emotions collide,
But when the pieces begin to fit together,
I understand why you sent the bad weather.
You know I’m not the type who’d rather a handout,
So you give me an experience to make me stand out.
Make me humble like you are,
Make me strong like you are,
Make me deep like you are,
Make me understanding like you are.
You never have to prove anything to anyone.
Because you are in everything and everyone.
And yet when you are disregarded and denied,
You still never lose yourself as The Most High.
So why should I..
Feel less, feel regret, feel like there is no way to clean up this mess..
When really, could I..
Feel blessed by the best, feel loved, since I know my struggle represents