My life is a bit messy.
Things, a bit tangled.
But there is beauty in it.
I can't just give up.
There is beauty.
Without really having a better way to explain it..
my heart is soft right now.
It's delicate and engaging, flurried but expectant.
I am reaching up, reaching out.
My fingertips search to the hidden corners of life
searching for sustenance and finding overwhelming grace.
I am broken,
and right now- I'll take it.