"Emerging"
This is the soil.
This is the darkness of the unknown.
The seed of what is to come.
The beautiful darkness
from which I'm reborn.
There is beauty here.
A beauty not yet shown.
The heat of change.
The pain of growth.
The downward spiral
of roots taking form.
Surrounded by streams
that seem so foreboding –
the watering tears
that break down my walls.
What will become of me
remains yet unseen.
This grand deluge
permeates my being.
Here I am
alive and growing,
living, breathing,
the future not knowing.
So for right now,
I'll leave the blank
spaces,
instead of filling them
for just-in-cases.
The faith I hold
says this moment
is sacred,
so I won't fight it,
instead I'll embrace it.