What Is Your Story?
 
What is the story you tell yourself
In the stillness of a night so alone
That your darkest word is law?
The story of who you are
And who you are not.
 
What is your story?
 
When the world has abandoned
Or even forgotten you,
Lost in the echoes of your regrets
For being not this and never that,
For some wrongful act and hurt,
What do you tell yourself
About you and your worth?
 
What is your story?

Do you remember the dark is
Only because you have closed
The eyes of your mind?
Do you remember giving in
To lies that begin with every word
That does not recognize
You, as the You heard for all of time,
The shining bright of your singular light?
 
What is your story?
 
In your embrace to negate, you
Turn your back on the pleasure of yes,
Burn down the house of your making
To forge a path of forsaking that most
Delicate and precious truth,
The flesh and blood of a beautiful you
Coming to life in each budding breath.
 
What is your story?
 
It is no fool’s errand to reach the end
That is your beginning, your life
From this moment forward,
The tilting toward giving, toward paying off
The guards at the door of your becoming
So that they let you slip through
Just one last time into here and now
Where they will never again find you
And you will never again forget
To tell yourself the only story
You can even remember, as you
Ride the river of tears you shed
To wind your way home,
To find your song singing
In every star of your dark sky.