In your heart
you know you're ready
but the world doesn't
know your name
so you search and pray
for some angel
that will find
something special
in your muse,
appreciate the miles
walked in your shoes
and just be gracious
enough to
hold the door open
you sense time
growing shorter
with each sweep
of the hands,
shoo those troubles
of the world
before they nest
in the corners
of your mind
in your heart
you know you're ready
but the world doesn't
know your name
a small voice says, don't cry
we must crawl and stumble
before we leap and fly
you chuckle under your
breath in frustration
but your soul is resolute
you couldn't give up if you tried
and oh how you've tried
this time you have
grown into faith,
into your name
and it fits.
It's destiny,
you'll never quit
now the world will
know your name.
Did you miss my last poem? If so, read it here.