Cleansed
JUL 16, 2025
I cleansed myself from Michigan to Idaho. I cleansed myself all the way through the midwest. I cleansed myself out west. In the west I am cleansed. I have bathed myself in crystal waters and felt baptized in the hands that were connected to the lamb that spoke to me.
There are mountains all around me and I feel them rumble their words as if Christ himself were the mountains. Surrounded by glory, I am clean. I am pure.
Here, I am no longer a ghost. I see people and they speak to me. They are not cold, they are warm. I am no longer cold. I am warm, christened by the sun in the west. Saluted by that hands that bathed me when I was nu-born.
I have driven through the winding roads that paved the way for mountains filled with gold. I have been witness to these rolling hills and the plains that have mesmerized so many others. I have become unknown, and I have become myself.
I am a stranger here, but I do not fear it. There is mystery here, and I have become it. There are secrets here and I know them.
I welcome my time in the desert as if I were a prophet speaking for God and leading his people to safety. I welcome my meditation, I welcome the ritual of life and everlasting. I welcome the secrets of the desert. I welcome the rumbles of the mountains, the roll of the hills, the whispers of the plains, the messages from the road. The history that has been told.
I wonder if I hear my ancestors calling out to me. The birthplace of so many souls, the eyes cannot see. It is only an echo of the soul that I attune to. Many it is simply a change of altitude, the way I have traveled. How our first day was covered by rain, a cleansing from the heavens. How I have left behind everything that I once was. How I no longer run, how I did not run.
I am a traveler here. I have passed through electric clouds, under a full moon. I have met the faces that granted me slumber under their electric lights and metallic roofs.
I am a romantic who came from the east. I am a traveler who has seen all of where she came from. I am cleansed by the air I breathe, cleansed by the waters who rained upon me, cleansed by what my eyes have seen. Cleansed by the will of God, who has brought me here, to live out and seek within this spiritual destiny.
In the west I am cleansed. In the west I am free. In the west I am warm. In the west I am called to be.
