Brialee Turner

I sit here,
Wondering why I feel
Such a desire
For closeness
With the divine.

“Silly me,”
I respond to my thoughts,
“Of course I want
To feel close
To God.”

“You are made of
Stars and the dust
Of planets.
You were created
With a heart that beats
With love
And lungs that breathe
Adventure
And eyes that behold
Miracles and
Majesty.”

“You are connected
To a loving,
And knowing power.
Perhaps even a being
Who has placed
You in a specific
Orbit.”

And so,
This closeness that I long for,
Is not simply a
Missing of what I have
Been told I am
Not worthy to have,
But a longing
For a connected part
Of me that is
Tethered to
My soul.

“And who is to say,”
I wonder,
“That I cannot be
Connected to the divine
In my own unique
Way, to have my own
Universe of belonging
And creation.
Where I can believe
In a God who loves
Without bounds
And wants to be close
To me as well,
Who adores me
And will guide and
Inspire me,
Regardless of what I believe
And what church I attend.”