The Becoming
There's nothing like rain on an old tin roof
That can stir up the smallest truth
Once combined you shall have your proof
That even the smallest apple can break a tooth
In the stillness answers will come
Following the rains rhythmic drum
Finding yourself is worth the fun
So do it blindly while you hum
All the answers you need can be found
If you just take a second to look around
The truth is solid and sound
But first you must break the ground
You must dive deep within
To turn each stone to begin
Uncover every rock and only then
Can you examine each beautiful sin
To close your eyes and listen to the rain
To empty all thoughts from your brain
To exhale all the love and pain
And just focus on all that you can gain
To let go of all that ugly
To throw knives at your own insanity
Let yourself come to terms with thee
Then inhale all of life's beauty
The becoming has begun
So set sail into the northern sun
Then trust yourself and not the run
And truly make time to have fun
I will forever love you dear self
I should take the time for my mental health
To categorize everything upon my shelf
And balance my own spiritual wealth
Then I can break free
To trust everything with such intensity
To give love to the woman inside me
And make peace out of life's beauty
A.D. Small
June 15, 2022
