Today
I heard God humming in the faucet drip
And saw eternity inside a fractured mirror
The fool and the queen of cups were both my face
They said
The path was never far...it was my feet all along

They told me, "You were born for a time like this"
But I was busy folding shadows into prayers
And then the stars began to laugh...
"This is the Age of Aquarius"

Time feels strange now
Like truth in disguise
Every wound became a window
Every goodbye was a lie

Time feels strange...like deja vu from another life
The clock melts on the altar
I am the poem you feared to write.

I am not what I was told to be
I am what burns when the old maps fail
I no longer believe in the end of things
Only in the opening of wings