I Am Convinced 

I’m convinced God intended rest to be like this. 

Nestled in the mountains, overlooking a river glistening and reflecting visions of sprawling trees and billowing clouds. 

The sound of wrestling leaves in half naked trees. 

While departing leaves float aimlessly from branches once called home to their final resting place on moistened soil. 

The Sun hangs boldly in the balance.

The voices of nature sing in unison their gratitude to The Divine. 

And I am reminded, to everything there is 

A time.

Here, thoughts cease to clamor for position. 

Instead giving way to the appeal of ease, 

simply releasing themselves to land randomly like fallen leaves. 

I am free. 

At one with my divineness; intrinsically connected. 

I am keenly aware of every fiber stitching together the garment of my uniqueness. 

I am comprised of all that was and all that is. 

All of them. I am the best and worst of my beloved. 

The embodiment of characteristics which represented each. 

I am fierce and kind. 

I am bold and beautiful. 

I am strong and compassionate. 

I am Light and each of their lives personified. 

Their totality culminating… phenomenal me.

I am the wrestling of the trees offering freshness and gentle breeze. 

I am the ferociousness of the wind you feel but can’t see. 

I am the river that whispers let me be. 

I am the Sun shining brightly for eternity. 

I am awkwardness and gratitude full of mistakes and saving grace. 

I am my fallen family; they live in the midst of my familiar face. 

And here I am reminded to everything there is a time and reason.

The moon casting light on things hidden from sight.

Like flowers chasing the Sun’s brilliant delight 

Now truth rejoices, its voice finally restored,

A soul at peace.

Anguish released

like the wild running loosely from being unleashed.

I am convinced, God intended for life to be like this.