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I’m pulling cards to questions for answers that I already know.

Pulling just to read and tell myself I told you so.

And it makes me wonder what is actually divine.

Is it the stars and the cosmos, or is it how they explode inside?

Is my mind just the floating constellations of a different sky?

There is a stillness in my soul when I catch fragments of my light -

Why do I put so much reverence into voices from the other side?

Sometimes I think that if ambition was a sin, then I’d be heaven sent.

I strive to persevere, but I think it’s just to say I did.

Because after half a goal is accomplished, I give up and give in.

I’m starting to think that all along, there was a strength from within.

It’s beginning to bubble out from my skin.

Coming out from my pores.

There’s something in my body that is begging for more.

Perhaps it’s time to delve into my own divine.

Perhaps it’s time for patience and ambition to align.

Perhaps the perseverance will pay off this time -

Maybe for once the stillness will be in my mind,

It will transcend my resolve;

Maybe the reverence will be for the strength it took for myself to evolve.