Take a moment to consider
by megan-hundley
Take a moment to consider
the exact person
you think you are
at this very moment
Are you able to sum it up in a sentence
or does it continue down the page
building a story
you couldn't confidently claim
or really recognize
Are you left with the feeling of a missing phrase
caught, perhaps, in a familiar yet unapproachable silence
pondering the forgotten areas of your past, forced to realize where you've been
and
where you've yet to go
There is a shift, of course
in your posture as you re-read the words
regretting the ink, the inability to erase
nodding with your past self
there was no other way to learn
If there is anything left to fear
it is doing yourself the disservice
of allowing a broken opinion to define
what it means
to be the exact person
you think you are
in any moment
I observed an answer
in a place willingly abandoned long ago
that the reality of what matters
of. what. matters.
is so extraordinarily simple and clear
once we let go
of a script
written by anonymous, rehearsed by everyone
the answer is purely
to live unapologetically
Yet when said aloud
we cringe, clutching our script
always secretly relieved
that the burden of defining ourselves
is on someone else's shoulders
There is joy in the unshackled, undefined road ahead
When you read my story you will know
that not only is it mine
it is a promise that we are more
more than anyone else
could possibly imagine