I'm not the norm,
Not a gentle storm,
I walk like thunder,
My presence fills the room,
no hinder.
I'm a bright light in a dark world, you see?
The grace on my lips,
The jiggle of my laughter,
The tremble of praise on my breath.
My joy shines bright when I walk,
No apologies, let them talk.
My soul doesn't whisper,
She roars louder.
Hearty appetite for the holy, and even bigger heart,
My inner being a work of art.
I make no apologies,
And you ask for none.
I fall on my knees before the king, coming undone in prayer.
War marks on my skin,
I trace them in wonder and grin.
Dark skin kissed, scorched by fire like burnt bronze,
Shine in the daylight.
A laugh, loud and free,
Unmistakably ME..
You prayed for this, the honesty, the reverence for our king, the soft heart and gentle spirit. Something you've never known you needed.
I dream of a love so pure.
Of a man's unhesitant hands, strong and sure, taking mine.
Him slowly exploring the depths of my soul, not my body.
No shame in being ourselves, he thinks I'm an odyssey.
He'd like my laugh, and the smile upon my lip,
He'd long to drink my laughter in, take a savory sip.
He can look beyond just what the eyes can see,
He'd look deep into my eyes, and yes, considering my imperfections and still see the worth in me.
Walk with me, boy, and watch this.
My life is a garden inviting you in, I am a woman holy, redeemed.
He wouldn't shrink that I wasn't made to be dimmed.
Not meant for my faith to be contained.
I was born open and free,
My confidence says loudly, woman, that is me.