Over It

My Sunday mornings
Look different
Than yours
 
I pray
In ways
You don’t recognize

I don’t
Use the words
That assure you
I’m “in”

My life
No longer meets
Your approval

And I’m over it

Because my soul is full
My heart is at peace and
I live true
 
And as we each walk
In the direction
Our hearts lead
 
Perhaps someday
 
If there is interest

We can share the stories
Of our journeys

Things learned
On unique roads

That otherwise

Would never
Be known