I want to tell you about discovery,
tell you about who I am,
about what I believe,
about faith, about justice,
about what I hope to say—
whether you believe it or not.
Justice is all I have to say.
When you tell me about sorrow and joy,
about the wound inside,
about organizing as your first act,
about recognizing others,
justice is all I have to say.
Justice making creates good companions
who eat common bread,
consume the food of freedom,
celebrate what is not to be found in books,
peer into silence and solitude.
Discover the wilderness
you dare to call your life.
Describe the scribe of your spirit,
the spirit who guides your uncertain pen
and reveals secrets yet untold.