I Am Become

I contemplate sorrow, and it becomes a tear.

The tear fills me and spills over. 

I tremble with weeping.

I am become sorrow.

I cry, and the moment of pain is everlasting.

My grief stretches into eternity.

I am encircled by suffering.

I am become pain.

I wait, and my waiting becomes a solace.

My space is the heavens and the earth.

I am stilled by infinite understanding.

I am become peace.

I smile, and my laughter flows through me and around me.

Gladness runs down my cheeks like rivers.

I drown in sparkling pools of delight.

I am become joy.

Chastity Wilson

December 27, 2013