Almost

Every morning when I wake up, before I slide into the day,

I look up at the ceiling and remember where I lay.

Living in the land of choices

that I almost made.

I might have penned the greatest novel or sang a haunting rhyme.

I could have traveled across the world, but instead I stayed behind.

But I almost did.

I go about my life with purpose and intent,

but sometimes I can’t help but think of how it could have been.

I try to listen, try to work, try to feel,

And I almost can.

If I had a million chances and million more days

Would I even change a single thing or would I just stay

Living in a land of choices

That I almost made.

Because there’s beauty in the ashes and there’s light in the dark

And there’s a little bit of shine left on my faded heart.

You never count me out,

But I almost did.

Cradle me within your pages and let me stare out at the sea.

Heaven reaches down to spend a little time with me.

And I’ll stop for a minute and let go

Of all I almost did.

I’m here to raise an army that will sound around the world.

My every breath to breathe Your power into these untamed girls.

They have a fierceness like this world has never seen.

And we’re almost there.

I still think of choices in my past, and the ache can still be strong.

The things I thought I’d do in life are not the path that I am on,

But I’m thankful every day that my almosts are not gone.

I can write the greatest novel or sail across the sea,

I can still sing any song you choose to whisper into me.

I can hide within your pages and shout them out from my lungs.

Please help me to remind myself

That almost isn’t done.