To...

To

The dusty road

Winding

Behind

My footsteps

To

My lungs

Carrying

The current breath

To

The ache

Within

To every

Moment

Past

Every piece of

Me

That lasts

To

The moments

That brought me

Here.

To

These hands

To this ground

Upon which I stand

To these eyes

That see farther inside

To this heart

That refuses to die

To this fire

That unmade

Every lie

To this water

That soothes the strife

To

The marrow of my bones

To the moments that feel

Unquestionably like home

To the courage in opening

To the courage to sing

To the courage to Love

To the freedom to Be

To

The pause

Of catching

A glance

To

Tears

And hugs

And laughter

To the strength

That arises

With every falter

To

Hopes

And

Fears

And dreams

And whispered things

To

Gratitude

For

All

Of

This.

To

This

Moment

And whatever it is

That comes Next...

Yes.