A Lesson Nurtured

The sun darkens my skin differently wherever I go

I don’t always like how it turns out, but I’m glad You planned it that way

I like that my hair gets lighter in complete contrast; and that for a little while, I don’t dislike how much of it there is on my arms.

The rain isn’t ugly everywhere I go

I sometimes walk in it on purpose, trying to understand why You made it so melancholy

I hate that the plants are bursting with color and fulfillment in complete contrast; and that for a moment, they feel more alive than me.

The music doesn’t reach me everywhere I am

I’m glad it can tap me on the shoulder sometimes, but it’s not always planned that way

I tolerate the notes and how they dance on the brim of the spiritual with monotonous consistency; and that for a refrain or two, I can live hypothetically.

The love is with me wherever I am

I hate how I don’t always see it, but I’m glad you have a plan for it

I don’t like how it overshadows what I want to feel in complete contrast; and that for an eternity, I’ll receive everything

from whom I gave nothing.