Incomplete

One day, I'll find relief

I'll be arrived

And I'll be a friend to my friends who know how to be friends



One day, I'll be at peace

I'll be enlightened

And I'll be married with children and maybe adopt



One day, I will be healed

I will gather my wounds; forge the end of tragic comedy



I have been running so sweaty my whole life

Urgent for a finish line

And I have been missing the rapture this whole time

Of being forever incomplete



One day, my mind will retreat

And I'll know God

And I'll be constantly one with Her; night, dusk, and day

One day, I'll be secure

Like the women I see on their 30th anniversaries



I have been running so sweaty my whole life

Urgent for a finish line

And I have been missing the rapture this whole time

Of being forever incomplete



Ever unfolding

Ever expanding

Ever adventurous and torturous

But never done



One day, I will speak freely

I'll be less afraid

And measured outside of my poems and lyrics and art

One day I will be faith-filled

I'll be trusting and spacious, authentic and grounded, and home



I have been running so sweaty my whole life

Urgent for a finish line

And I have been missing the rapture this whole time

Of being forever incomplete