A Prayer Calls Me Home

I recognized the song from my mother’s womb

Each note harmonizing a vibration of love that lead me astray

A calling

I failed to answer too many times too prideful to accept familiarities

A solo journey

So low I was destined to walk alone

Still the song song words into my ears as I dreamed freedom for my soul

The melodies caressing my heart into faith

Unable to depict its nature

Unwilling to put a name to the feeling

Home wasn’t a place that I resided

It was a prayer calling me in song

Singing to me the words of safety and ancient roots

Introducing me to mercy

i did not know I wanted

I did not intend I needed

a prayer song by ancestors

using their love as seeds

planting my essence

yet I still unworthy

too ignorant

unlikely to accept

to see

Instead looking for answers outside

Getting lost in other worlds

Ignoring

those that saw me didn’t see me

couldn’t notice my laughter as joy

or my pain as silence

for even in the mirror’s reflection I couldn’t notice the lyrics that brought me into being

a prayer commences

& resistance squares with surrender

my walls built in the journey

they crumble into explosions of insanity

heartbreak

despair

suddenly i recognize song

the melody a piece of me

dancing to the call

I answer

seek

& receive

I recognize the song

from my mother’s womb

and her mother’s

and theirs

the prayer that watered my seed into being

a song that destined my path

home

the beginning and the journey in-between

the harmony

lingering behind the noise and the excess

the prayer calls me home

for it is always there

beside

within

& ahead.