Endeavor

There was a time when I welcomed the storm.
I longed for it to lash my senses, awakening.
The whip lashed on, my flesh grew weary
I long no more and my heart stagnates, yet beating.

I spent a time, attempting to embrace the norm.

I longed for it to wash over me, giving me understanding.
The effort was wasted and my mind not ready
and I looked no more, my soul left fleeting.

I surrendered myself, trying to understand my own form.

I finally captured it, steady fulfilling.
The work was a trial but my soul accepted
and I reassure myself, doubt receding.

I let go of resentment, wanting something warm.

I was ready to welcome it, finally believing.
My confidence is tested but my will is strong
My journey now begins, best if I am leaving.