At the right age of innocence I was immersed in the depth of the baptismal waters
From the depth I emerged feeling somewhat unchanged from the outside
With the urge for change and a new life I walked back home from the service
The spirit of patience and discernment was not bestowed upon me on that day yet
Walking into my destiny without a guiding hand wasn't my human aspiration
Everyone talks of godfathers for open doors and access to the big table
But I woke up a long time ago to realize, I was my own godfather and such I moved
The realization wasn't as comforting but it inspired speedier steps to my chosen destiny
Many burdens have weighed on my shoulders time and again
I waited for signs in the shadows as I designed the path I thought was right
Now I move with discernment for I know the time is right
If not now, then I feel the time of my arrival wouldn't be better than right in this moment
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem