After a while I learned
to let go a little more deeply
into the mystery.
I had allowed myself to feel
the quiet prayer of my heart.
And so there was no turning back —
it didn’t matter how many challenges
appeared in front of me
or how many times I found myself
straining to regain my footing in a world
I had tried so hard to understand —
grasping for any small sign
of something meaningful or true.
I became willing to set down
everything else in exchange
for one more small memory
of my soul.