a love poem, to Myself

embrace my past
(i can tell you, for sure, where i've been)

let me dream big
(i don't really know where i'll go)

embrace the Pain
the Sorrow
the Struggles
the Doubts

and dream with open arms
with open thoughts

we run through open fields
we fly through open skies.
i'll find You,
if i have to search
centuries

and love me from where it counts
from where only You can understand

i don't even know if i love You, yet
...but i will...

i will

--Grace Denny