I belong

I want to belong

I want to belong

And I resist as if belonging will kill me, subsume me, fold me into a cavern of oblivion, of no-thing-ness, of no air, no breathing.

It frightens me.

I cannot trust… but I want to, because I want to belong.

 

 

How do I belong?

 

How do I come to belong?

 

When did it stop… my belonging?

 

 

If only

If only I could relax and let go, trust and open like a soft flower, resilient, and strong, defiant and beautiful but soft, soft like a flower.

 

Treading the water of life, lillypads of yes’s under my feet, sometimes uncertain, scary, overwhelming… but they end, it all ends.

 

 

I belong

I belong because I belong

There is only belonging,

 

I am already here.