Brooklyn, NY. 2016

Thank God for the morning sun.

It’s gotten me through many days. Shoved its way through my blinds. The rays reaching…touching my heart and my mind. Bringing me to my feet, to defeat, yet another day. Rise up. Make a way. Make a mark. A new start, toward making yet another difference. The part where I’m in yet, another instance of something so indifferent – and turn it into gold. I don’t always agree, but it’s not up to me, because when God speaks… I listen. I rise to my feet, and walk the walk. And the talk, oh, the talk. A woman of little words. Find more secrets in what’s written than what’s heard. I’ve learned to flow. Ain’t no shame in this way I choose to grow. I AM LIGHT. Walking the path where trees line up. Tall. What a greeting. What a meeting. What a way to treat a woman who’s Queening. I am reminded of the reasons for the seasons. People leave. Gravity. Growth is inevitable; steady changing. Rearrangements. Life calls upon. Shaping my character. Bringing to life, my purpose. Change, you’re welcome here. Just as much as a root is only the beginning, we need the nurturing. Love of all kinds – from a mother, from a partner, from an offspring. They all ring, a different bell. Let’s talk circle of life. Let’s walk, a mile, together. Noticing the leaves, changing. The leaves that have fallen to the ground, to create opportunity for new ones to grow from the branch, with permission from the root. Let’s take a moment. Extend your understanding. Nothing lasts forever. Not you, not me. I trust this…the road traveled. I trust the obstacles faced. Lessons unraveled. I am all for the journey, with my backpack filled of no expectations, just a space to collect memories. I remember you. My heart is an unlimited safe haven with open doors and cracked windows. I have so much love flowing throughout, plenty to share. It floods my soul. As the rain pours to nurture trees, flourishing from a root that didn’t give birth to itself, yet it grows. Acknowledging what is, never forgetting what used to be…

Thank God for the morning sun.

It’s gotten me through many days. Shoved its way through my blinds, touching my heart, and my mind. Bringing me to my feet, to defeat, yet another day…