Enough

For years, I'd splatter your face with drops of my foxhole prayers.
My "Why God,why's," or my "Please help me get out of this!"
I'm done screaming, done crying and clawing my way to a different life.
I see that the grass is greener across the river.
But I don't want to cross it anymore.
I dont care. This struggle is all I can remember.
Always moving on and hiding. Always hiding from the sunshine and the rain,
the work and the play, from all of you and all of me.
Tears may stream wet and warm down my cheeks but I'm not upset.
I'm not happy. For once I just am.
For now that is enough.
I cant convince anyone of anything anymore.
But I can show you how I sing.
We can dance if you'd like to.
Our laughter can ring out to the moon, and bounce back on its beams of light.
I can be anything from one moment to the next.
I can sit still like an ancient redwood.
I can dip my head below the water and emerge pure again like a swan.
I will learn to run like a rabbit and howl like a wolf.
And most importantly I will love again.
I will love the earth and the stars and the ocean.
I will love peace and laughter, silence and sins.
And when I meet you, I will love you.