Stitched Moments of Time

pure joy is when I stand on my own two feet in front of a crowd,

clutching the mic in one hand and my phone in another,

reading off the speech I've practiced.

It's interlaced and tightened with threads of heart and love.

in front of people that

haven't known me

haven't fully understand me

haven't fully seen me

pure joy is when I don't look at the others,

I only look at my brother and his wife,

who are the most perfect pair you could ever imagine

and I sing love.

and within several words, several stitched up pieces of time,

they have known me

they have understood me

they have seen me

and they accept me

for exactly who I am.