She cradled my hand and spat the truth

this religion is just not for you.

I peddled to shore when the sun rose

and practiced a life I have not yet disclosed.

Ripples danced over my chest

sending little tadpoles up to kiss me good afternoon.

I always believed life was merely a test-

that He defined my worth but not my own conscious.

I leaped from the wise tree and swung above the sand,

my life was no longer defined by a man.

I hummed along to songs that manifested joy

not ones that made me feel like a broken toy.

The sun faded to dark and it was time to ride back,

so I grabbed my sandals and mounted the bike.

Feeling the wind through my hair felt free

I finally knew-this was the life for me.