Had a conversation with myself last night

as I laid out on my purple mat

In darkness, candle lit

I had my rocks, leaf and bird feather next to me

I was mapping out my destiny

I’m in need of a change, desperately

In my head I was running through a dark path

Jumping bridges, climbing rope

An ounce of hope

All alone

and in that moment it became clear

Isn’t it obvious?

I have nothing to fear