Rumble in My Chest

I tried to find my voice in the rumble of his chest

I mimicked his posture

Changed the infliction of my voice

Gulped deep breaths to puff out my chest a little more

But I wasn’t there

I exhaled and tried again

I looked for my grace in the sweetness of her walk

Widened my hips to be able to nurture more

Carved out a space in my chest to nest those who didn’t want to be caged

I’m not here

I chased the moon that was running away from me

I asked it to save me from my shadows

I took a break from running to catch my breath

Thirsty, I looked for the well but it was dry

So I stopped

Stopped everything

Stopped looking for answers

Stopped looking in others

Then I found myself

Listened to my distorted voice; a mixture of light and dark

Vibrations in my chest that matched the rhythm of war chants and worship music

Then the moon comeback

It found me

The glow from the moon brought me side by side to my shadows

I looked at it, but a little differently

I saw myself in the shadows

It wasn’t trying to kill me but protect me

“God sent you to me, that’s why you follow me everywhere”

I laid back down and heard my voice in the rumble of my chest

And I aligned my posture