Aliens

Aliens

Take me from this mean, opaque place
For I have a longing growing, burning inside,
And I have realized my own different taste
For my ship has sailed to a different tide;

Someone challenge me
See to correct my wrongs
To question my careless generalizations;
Someone lift me
Show me the heights of poetry,
And the lows of war;
Dazzle me with insight and cleverness,
Show me the sacred of the mundane
Show me what it means–
To love fully with the mind;
Someone, I dare thee

Please understand, this is not my pride
I do not despise my own
But to live as they do, I have tried,
And there I find myself alone

My soul is carried to the questions of the universe
Just to vulnerably ask, puts a smile on my face,
Then to hear a friend quote an ancient verse
As I gleefully rally to defend my case

For I am an alien that longs for others like him
I am not a sage or a scholar, but an alien;
I have met others of my type
Fixated with books and letters
Dazzled by the ruffling of leafs,
Some my friends, some my teachers
Some just passer-bys of divine instances

I pray the Lord will show me more of my own
I pray for iron to sharpen iron on this journey home
I pray for potential to be met
For promises to be kept
And for truth to be told.