My Identity Is Beginning to Thrive

My bottom is now.

This pain can and will subside. I don’t have to be feeble to my own dangerous brain.

I can and will plant the seeds. The seeds will finally grow, materialize and surprise.

My identity is beginning to thrive.

Peeking to the light, rooted in the ground. God’s will will be done.

Uncertain of what will begin, however, certain beauty lurks within.