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.