finding my voice again
Finding my voice again
feels a little presumptuous
What do I have to say? Only the unfinished
Perhaps I'm no longer grieving,
No longer longing as before
Perhaps I don't dare to speak
for fear the good will vaporize
More likely
I'm less alone these days
There are two and the Lord who hear my heart these days
I have become wife
I have become mother
Perhaps I don't dare to speak
for fear of hurting those who long for these titles
Perhaps I've heard some try to teach the how
As if they knew it all
I don't
goodness, I don't.
But I am learning new things
I suppose we all are.
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