Grace and Sin
I won’t be chained. I won’t be in a mime’s coffin, I won’t. I won’t go backwards as if I don’t understand. If it’s words that are needed to be a reminder, to be a wall against the landslide of stress and sugar stones and the skill it takes to drown in one’s own life…I’ve got a few of those.
I wanted to do this for the opportunity. For a crack in the window. For the fresh air. To kill the excuses. To have an option. To see it.
Tomorrow is a new day. I can stop. I can put my foot down and calmly look the need in the eye.
Sleep will help. Water will help. I will breathe. I will stop indicting and start back walking.
Weakness is not pain leaving the body, but hope.
Somehow, I have come to understand that only the sinners can meet grace where it lives.
Time to pull a U.
