Thursday, April 11, 2013

Frolicking


I wish I didn't care what people thought of me.


When I told B.P. this, he told me it's easy.


You just do it. Stop trying to be what people imagine you to be.

So this is me....


trying to care less without losing my ability to care.

I am a free spirit,
a traveler,

a wanderer,




but not because I'm lost.
I know
my final destination
but not the path
or
even the next step.

But I will get there,

eventually,

taking the scenic route,
soaking in the beauty,

treading the trails,
pushing the pedals,
holding the the sissy bar.

I will chase down the sun
and run to the plains to watch the stars uncloak
their splendor,
their sparkle,
the pin holes in the sky.



I bask in the thrill
of finding,
of flying,
of falling,
of fast rushing air
of filling my lungs yet again.

I question
more often than most
not because others are wrong
but because
I want to understand
not just memorize,
not just regurgitate,
not just learn the right words.


I want to know people,
understand what they say,
what they don't say,
what they feel

what they fear to allow themselves to feel.



I yearn for their stories,
the relationships,
the revelations,
the mundane beauty of daily life
explored through thankful eyes and beating hearts.

I want to rescue,
hug,
love,
wipe away the tears,
fix their broken hearts and broken minds,

rewrite the lies

that they are
unworthy,
unwanted
and unloved,
replacing them with the truth.

I know loss
I know pain
I know lonely
I know the back slide,
confusion and uncertainty
but
I also know
growth
belonging
peace
and forward motion.

I am more than a
GPA,
a degree,
a gender,
a family name,
a religious group,
an economic status,
a race,
a vote,

a relationship status,
a job status
or a facebook status.

I am loved equally
yet uniquely
by The Creator,
The King,
Daddy God.

I am a blithesome bohemian, 

destined to do something
that will ripple through a place,
and a time,
in the perfect time
in the perfect situation
that I will likely stumble upon in my frolic.


Because freedom leads to frolicking


frolicking to finding


finding to forward motion.


2 comments:

  1. Well... I just love you Liza. You are truly an inspiration :)))

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