Someday, I will stop longing to belong
Someday, I will stop thinking that I don't
Someday, my mixedness will make me feel whole
Someday, I will really trust my experiences of the sacred
Someday, I will not feel small
Someday, I will trust that I have nothing to prove
Someday, I will feel enough
Someday, I will more easily allow myself to rest
Someday, I will trust the lasting presence of the sweet voice of creation even in the moments when I dont hear it
Someday, I will not judge myself so harshly
Someday, I will feel full and bright
Someday, someday will be now
Someday, they will have all happened, or not
Someday, they will not matter
Someday, I will die