On the Threshold by which I stand…

I will grow.
On the threshold by which I stand…
I will learn.
On the threshold by which I stand…
I will listen.
No more, no less,
I have done enough.
On the threshold by which I stand
I refuse to criticize the absence of extreme.
On the threshold by which I stand…
Sometimes I can’t
and I encourage the bravery of such limitations.
For I honor the threshold by which I have come to stand upon.
I trust that it is for me
And from it, I shall not be moved.
And when it’s time,
wend me into the solstice of winter.
Usher me into new territory.
There I will proclaim what is mine.
Start once more.
Trust what is for me –
That I am equipped to hold it.
SELAH
Miss Parisia B.