I haven’t written poetry in awhile, so imagine my surprise when my thoughts collided with a pen
and gave birth to a verse that was unrehearsed and went something like this…..
“I digest this quest for life, as it burns a hole in my soul
leaving me whole – not in pieces – or in search of rhyme or reasons
for no longer am I a child of darkness but a child of seasons
destined for greatness, destined to become ONE with the one who made me
then shaped me out of mud and clay. Yes, I was formed out of dirt but defined
by precious jewels tucked deep within the Earth; so I’ve learned how to lean in to it and
not run away from this type of birth.
Written by Andrea Jamison