There's so much

that I feel I may not be getting right as of late.

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,

beautiful,

bewildered,

and blessed;

and right now- I'll take it.