A Prayer at 27
Grant me a lifetime of infinite moments where God exists in full color.
Arm me with the strength to surrender to the knowing deep within my bones.
Allow me to make just enough mistakes to be humble and cause just enough hurt to be forgiving.
Pour love into me until my soul overflows with heavy stillness.
Let me remember to appreciate good bourbon on a rooftop at 2am.
Dear God don't let this impulsive decision fuck everything up.
Don't let me get too big for my britches.
Bless their heart and then love them anyway. (And myself, too.)