God give me the serenity I do not deserve.
A luxury bought with the blood of those who came before me.
Give me the peace that comes from a privilege I did nothing to earn.
And tell me I am loved
And tell me we are equals
That we are pruned from the same branch
Plucked from the same fruit tree
And tell me that these eyes have not seen the battlefield.
The tears of a mother on a street corner
And tell me the soil isn’t soaked in it.
God give me the courage to fight for a world I cannot yet see.
A better world
A better country
A better me
Even if it means breaking in the process
because some things cannot get better unless they’ve first been broken.
And give me the strength to break if the mountains are calling me to break for them
And give me the resilience to grow if the forests are calling me to grow once more.
And if the seasons must change then let them
And if I am to burn then let me burn
But do not hesitate to pull me closer to your heart
In the still of the twilight if only to keep you warm.
And god give me the wisdom to know when to shut up.
When to sit down and let someone else speak for a change.
Give me the wisdom to know I am loved
And that to love is to be closer to you
Grant me the wisdom to know that we are all more similar than different
But the awareness to accept that we are still very different.
Give me the wisdom to know when to fight or when to forgive
The ability to learn to forgive again
And the knowledge that sometimes breaking is what is necessary.
Fighting might be necessary
Grant me the acuity to change with the seasons.
The perception to hear the mountains when they call
And the wisdom to know that I will never truly be ready to burn.