believe

i am no longer afraid
or at least that's my choice
like how i would choose cheerios in the morning
instead of, say, cinnamon toast crunch
(although, let's be real, that's a hard decision)
and i'm not giving up on loving and feeling deeply
oh no, i won't
and maybe i've been a little burdened lately
but i won't die
because light wins
when i open to it
and i don't have the answers
at all
and i am confused
but i am open to
the light
opening
 to the light
i'm not even sure what that means
maybe breathing in cold air in the morning
maybe slowing down to see snowflakes twirling in the window
at work
the person next to me
needing me
or maybe it's color and sound
believing the best
enjoying what i have and
not aching for the next next next
because god is now
and god is present
light
 is everywhere