water my soul

Water my soul, God,

know my brokenness and fill it

with your fluid of transformation.

Understand my fear of my rifts,

allow me to see these

not as wounds

but as opportunities for tenderness,

for understanding.

When my heart wavers and I’m threatened

by the immensity of my process, lead me

to the next small step,

turn my head to see this step

to witness it, know it,

believing in me

and my singular, universal journey.