Incomplete

One day, I'll find relief

I'll be arrived

And I'll be a friend to my friends who know how to be friends

One day, I'll be at peace

I'll be enlightened, and I'll be married with children and maybe adopt

One day, I will be healed

I will gather my wounds, forge the end of tragic comedy

I have been running, so sweaty my whole life

Urgent for a finish line

And I have been missing the rapture this whole time

Of being forever incomplete

One day, my mind will retreat

And I'll know God

And I'll be constantly one with her night, dusk, and day

One day, I'll be secure

Like the women I see on their thirtieth anniversaries

I have been running, so sweaty my whole life

Urgent for a finish line

And I have been missing the rapture this whole time

Of being forever incomplete

Ever unfolding

Ever expanding

Ever adventurous

And torturous

But never done

One day, I will speak freely

I'll be less afraid

And measured outside of my poems and lyrics and art

One day, I will be faith-filled

I'll be trusting and spacious, authentic and grounded and home

I have been running, so sweaty my whole life

Urgent for a finish line

And I have been missing the rapture this whole time

Of being forever incomplete