03/06/2026
I wrote a poem today that settled in my heart and body peacefully but I don’t want to share the full body of the poem so here is a condensed version
Under the Fig Tree (snapshot)
woke heavy
sun sneaking in
conviction on my chest
Bible closed
journal empty
body tired
sat anyway
before I even spoke
He already saw me
all of me
unpolished, unearned
real
like Nathanael
under the fig tree
called to walk
called to see
called to be seen
conviction softened
confusion became wonder
peace wrapped around my chest
holy, untamed
unplanned
God’s heart
not distant
not conditional
right here
breathing through me
Krystal Reign
(Inspired by Chapter 1 of the Book of John)