Saturday, April 27, 2013

BECAUSE YOU READ IT

Because you read my words
I write tonight with no particular
thing in mind
should I tell you about
this day 
the meeting that
reminded me how far
I've come from what
I once believed
how grateful I am
for a religion based in love
instead of fear, how
holiness no longer means
to me a list of mostly
don'ts how I dance
in reverence to God
and in my youth
those very words would 
have been called sacrilegious
let alone the act
of moving my body
to the music in
some carnal pleasure
how I listened to people
want rules that made
life small, how I heard
how fearful they were of
crossing some border
of no return
and how I felt sorry
for them--
maybe they felt the same
for me, heathen-believer
that I am

© Valerie Bridgeman
April 27, 2013

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