The First Time

For a girl who's never stepped in a church,
never prayed,
nor believed in any religion,
to get down on her knees
bow her head
and fold her hands
silently asking for forgiveness and speaking out her wishes...

it's amazing.

A feeling comes across me.
A certain calmness, peace,
one that I'd never felt before.
As I closed my eyes and bowed my head,
all I saw was a golden light.
As I began speaking inside my mind,
it felt as someone was listening to my words
and taking in everything.

I prayed for my family,
to never let any sadness befall them.
I prayed for my friends because without them,
I am nothing.
My friend beside me nudged me,
breaking my thoughts, interrupting a serene moment.

She thought I was sleeping
because I was completely still
and not a single muscle in my face nor body twitched.

Alas, I had forgotten to pray for myself.