The Walk Where I Heard Everything

I didn’t need to be seen today.

Didn’t need a like,

a text,

a man,

a mirror.

I just walked.

And for the first time,

the world felt loud

without saying a thing.

The bees were working.

The ladybugs were flying.

The flowers didn’t need applause.

The wind knew my name.

And God said:

“Stop repeating what you already prayed for.

Just listen.

I’m answering.”

So I listened.

To gospel that didn’t hype me—

but held me.

To a voice inside that said,

“Don’t call them friends. They never were.”

To my mother’s voice

mirroring mine

without even knowing.

She said,

“I never drank, or smoked, or chased attention.

But I always drew people who did.”

And I realized—

So did I.

And maybe I wasn't broken.

Maybe I was light

they didn’t know how to hold.

I wanted to cry,

but I didn’t.

I just let the truth

curl up beside me

like a warm old blanket.

I remembered a boy named Paul

and a boy named Simon.

The only friends who didn’t ask me to shrink.

And I smiled—because two was enough

to remind me I am lovable.

I didn’t post today.

Didn’t chase a job.

Didn’t manifest out loud.

I just walked.

And God answered

everything

I was too tired to ask.

-The Soft Witness