Letters from Xhale — Words that breathe. Stories that linger.

Letters from Xhale

Beyond the Point

By Kendrick Howard — Letters from Xhale

Words that breathe. Stories that linger.

Collection: Quarreling Reasons That Captivate Minds


I wrote ‘Beyond the Point’ in a season of learning to stop measuring my life against what I could not reach. This poem is about accepting the wings God gave you — not smaller wings, not lesser wings, just yours. It is about gratitude for the sky you have today, and the people who remind you that you are already enough.

I have always tried
to be more than myself,
to reach beyond the person
I was yesterday,
to chase the height
of every dream
I carried in my chest.

I thought wanting more
was the greatest education—
to aspire,
to reach,
to become
something greater
than what I could see.

But I have learned
there is a point
I cannot cross.

A place in life
I am meant to reach,
and a place
I am meant to remain.

I can dream beyond it.
I can wonder beyond it.
I can look toward the sky
and imagine
how high I might fly.

But I am still here.

Still me.
Still breathing.
Still becoming.
Still the person
God intended me to be.

There is no negotiation
with the wings I was given.
No bargaining
with the height of my flight.
No shame
in the distance
another person may travel.

My wings are mine.


— Kendrick Howard | Letters From Xhale

From Quarreling Reasons That Captivate Minds — Coming Soon

We spend so much of life trying to cross a line that was never ours to cross. This poem is permission to stop. To breathe. To be grateful for today’s bread — not tomorrow’s. Beyond the point, but never beyond God.