Facing the world, well,
Again I would forego it,
But whatever is
Meant for me, I will do it,
Hiding cowardice away.
Who I am will not
Limit me, overcomer,
I have the costume,
The hair though may go its way,
No one is perfect, they say.
I can pray, pray, pray,
Still, I have to get out of
My way, accept LOVE,
Live the dreams, fully alive;
The future’s curtains open.
All longings become
Belonging, creating, now
A moment sublime,
Time no longer mastery;
Experience, truth convenes.
What we see, how it
Means is deeper expressed in
Who we can transform,
Over years, ourselves, to be
Nothing permanent forever.
Facing the world, well,
Again I would forego it,
But whatever is
Meant for me, I will do it,
Hiding cowardice away.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Haphazard Creative 