Someone once told me,

It wasn’t a switch,

Nothing to flip:

It just is.

Maybe a dial?

A fade here or there…

But for me,

It was always,

Here a moment,

Before seeing what there is…

And suddenly there is here:)

And a new there will be up from no where.

And so you see,

It’s vital to me,

To embrace my fullness:

That is my capacity to change.

Because even in one day,

There are many things to be!

So why stay stuck in a role

Like stiff clothes?

I’d rather roll out,

Than fly straight and narrow.

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*s-i-g-h* -*relieved.

And now its easy to float,

Because I let go:

Pressures of their false blessings.

Discernment a precious tool.

Smoothing my edges by the day.