by Camilla Jean Welsch

I was trying hard to figure out my plan.

I sat bunching my pants with my hands,

and thought:

“maybe I can’t figure it out…”

even with all the machination of my brain,

and I dropped down my head,

in acknowledgment.

And then God said, “Just be your good self.”

That’s all? I smiled gently. That’s all there is to that?

I felt lighter,

and considered:

that goodness could spawn from me if

I dropped the self-machinations,

and touched what I came upon, lightly.

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