The Peculiar Way I Grew

The Peculiar Way I Grew

I preferred to be alone
Wondering in the woods,
And sitting still, drawing in my books;
I spent hours in conversation with myself,
I recall long bus rides to and from school
Just staring out the window, captivated by nature;

Soon I noticed I was quick, fast, and strong,
I began to train my young body for mission
Be it the Olympics, the military, I knew not;
Athletic giftedness brought the shy, introspective boy, out;
I was endowed with speed and grace
Divine gifts among that culture,
Girls and trophies came with glittering attraction;

I was never at home with sport and all that it brought
Enjoyable, but my mind wondered to bigger things:
Why am I on earth? What is my purpose?
Does God exist? What is reality?
Searching within myself, searching through pages,
Searching through questions; I was searching;

Divine grace, divine light, saving me
Forever changing an adolescent boy
Sending me upon a new path,
Changing my orientation
Changing my loves
Changing my will
Changing me
Changing me.