Sit here in meditation
Remembering past judgment
Ridicule
Rejection
Perfection of my mind state
So irate
From the place of past days
Amazed
By my own willingness to be trapped
In a cage
Like a jail cell in the
Prison walls of my emotions
Hoping
For justice
From the freedom
Of questions and answers
Rewarded by my own path
Challenged
Followed by new open doors
As they unfold
Molding me into a being of Holy
Goodness
Pray on my knees to the one
With my purpose in stone
Silence
Waiting for His word
Surrounded by His protection
Focused on His steps
Mine that are ordered
Seeing the new light
At the end of my darkness of meditation.