In Progress
Gianna Uson
i leave pieces of myself
on the roads i travel
fragments of my memories
on the clouds i fly over
bits of my reality
on the waves that carry me to shore
and remnants of my heart
in the people i have loved i accept my fate.
i am a traveler
a sailor
a soldier
i did not know
leaving home would tear me apart
that being left would rip my heart
that i would become an exile
that what was once familiar
could be so foreign
no one told me
this journey would leave scars but there,
on the cliff of the mountain
in the eye of the storm
in the heat of the battle
i am pulled left and right
yet the only direction i am going
is away from You
and i have never felt more unlike myself
i have never felt more lost
more confused
i rest.
You lavish me with love and grace—
reminding me who You are
and what You have done for me,
reminding me of Your promises—
whispering I never left and I will never leave you
holding me to say you are mine
14 Spring 2017
every step is a struggle
the storms are violent
and every mountain is a war
You are
and in You,
i will remain
Gianna Uson is a junior concentrating in Computer Science.