#notesfromthebrokenclock
What’s Your Word: Misery
I started to learn how to stretch
The spaces in me
To find softness
In my misery.
What’s Your Word: Love
Seeing love as a life
That doesn’t want to be handled.
It just wants to be held.
Hopelessly and hopefully.
What’s Your Word: Glorious
Do you know?
Have you always known?
How glorious you are?
The worlds within
Wondering
And wandering
And always winning
Whats’s Your Word: Still
In this noisy world
And this heavy life.
I want the calm
Through always moving
And forever breathing.
