When I needed to pray
But couldn’t find the words to speak
How can you forget something you’ve done your whole life?
So I moved to the little hums that broke through the silence of my room
Formed a delicate dance
and sent it to God
In hopes that He knew what I couldn’t understand
I prayed in my own right
for it to one day be revealed to me
because that was the only thing I could do.
Maybe it wasn’t me forgetting,
but growing into myself
Allowing my heart to cry out in the way it needed to,
and not the way I thought it should
Elizabeth Fields is a 2022 graduate of the George Mason School of Dance