Becoming

I thought I was late to the race

Running circles

Losing pace

But the clock isn’t ticking for me

Every step’s a quiet spark

A lantern glowing in the dark

I’m not behind I’m becoming

A storm that’s quietly humming

Every breath a new design

I’m not behind I’m divine

Falling felt like failing fast

But roots grow deep before they last

The ground was holding me all along

I’m not behind I’m becoming

A fire that’s softly drumming

Every step a brand-new climb

I’m not behind I’m sublime

Who says the stars must rush to shine

The moon’s a mirror taking time

I’ll bloom slow under this sky

I’m not behind I’m alive