“When hope is not pinned wriggling onto a shiny image or expectation, it sometimes floats forth and opens.”
-Anne Lamott
words permanent on graph paper page
because short memory without that practice of coaxing dreams to permanence
so they might germinate free
and thankfully this practice exposes both truth and lies
and lies pile by the wayside revealed, powerless
but i ache, don’t we all?
for the day to come when arms spread wide, childlike
knowing, knowing, knowing truth
the work of these words permanent on graph paper page
is discovery, a treasure hunt for the realest real
and oh, the mesmerizing wonder of believing better
this world, made beautiful and we are in it
though this world, rent with fragments and scars, we are not of it
these words keep working out what that means
even on the worst of days and in the most fallen of moments
those words remain, steadying feeble steps, straightening bent paths
and these words they usher redemption
the contemplation of that thought quiets a soul
salve to the broken bits on many a rough day
those words permanent on graph paper page
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