The covers of my story are closing.

The beginning is finished as

My end moves closer

To the middle.

Like hands closing slowly

on a leather-bound classic.

I pray after revelations

I’ll see a new beginning.

Every failure was your attempt

at a successful lesson

I ignored you when you said  

my life wasn’t my own

being so much more

than flesh and bone

Here I am,

   broken like before.

I wonder if

I can still confide in you?

I’ve sinned

and I no longer care.

and with that admission

The shackles of my religion

are broken

leaving me free to search out

the meaning of blasphemy.

 A faint voice deep inside

pulled me further

I pressed my eyes

beyond dreams

and imagining

and caught a glimpse

of something.

It was bright as a star

and it felt like

that moment

when you understand

that evolution

was apart of

your master plan.

You were there smiling

and said

Lets discuss genesis.