The skies opened, christening
New growth
Wrapping around my shoulders
Brought by incessant movement within
Labyrinths beneath the city.
The paths of righteousness
Led us by moonlight into caverns.
Steal the spotlight,
Dear child, sweet child.
Take the lead, not serendipitously.
You were meant to shine.
Twirling onto the stage. Watered-down
Fossils, memories rushing from time to time.
Ambition outweighs the pride
Burdening my mind with impatience.
Waiting burlesque dancers
Hid in the shadows.
To every thing there is a season, and a time
To every purpose under Heaven.
Hang in there.