Some Kind of Therapy

Spirituality is real
I realized it as a child
The depth I felt
Didn’t know what
To do then
I just knew I felt…
Deeply

A presence that
Is always there
I don’t know “it’s” name
I haven’t seen “it’s” face
I just know that “it”
Places me
In the right and wrong
time and place
For me to see things
Right before they catch me
So I can start sprinting
Away…

It’s deeper than anything
I’m almost afraid of “it”
If I told you what I’ve seen
Before it happened
How could I trust you
With my premonitions
I’ve experienced them
I call it a brawny
Woman’s intuition


Scenes of our lives
Actually play out
In reality
Like on the silver screen
Except our laughter and joy
Isn’t faked
And the pain we experience
Is real
There is no script
Only improvisation
You gotta go
With what you’re given
And deal with how you feel

“It” with out a face or name
Has given me an advantage
In most situations in life
Where I’ve followed my heart
Sometimes to the light
Sometimes to the dark
As a woman
Who travels deep
Into herself
Mostly on her own
Yet I will always
Accept “it’s” help
Because I need "it"
Can't go on my life
Journey alone..