its my turn

 

I went exploring throughout the world

going into caves running up mountains

dancing for days attracting happier ways

coming into mind I asked for a sign

to show my next move as I get closer two

from wonders up high I sing to the sky

lighting the sun reflecting moon

knowing its my turn and I'm up very soon

heartbeats quicken like a racing typhoon

feeling the pressure of the pending monsoon

the stage is set with the crowd in a swoon

anticipating crescendos like a rising tune

my breath comes in gasps my nerves in a prune

knowing it's my turn and I'm up very soon

lights a blaze brightening spelling the boom

Sweat on my brow thoughts wildly bloom

the world seems to pause in this tensioned cocoon

as the seconds tick down to that critical noon

mind sharpening focusing like the edge of a spoon

I gather my courage letting it steadily attune

 every heartbeating there's a silent commune

an internal pep talk an unyielding platoon

I stride to the spotlight my spiritual womb

with dreams and ambitions that I have been sowing

embracing each moment calling strength to appear 

confidence rising a blossoming balloon

as I take center stage under a glowing festoon

in this gleeful moment boldness shines

for this is my turn and I’m coming from behind