if you cannot move
feet planted solid and fast
stuck in the mud and muck
you can at least still lean
lean into the direction that you next want to go
the place where fields of grace await
do not lean back in remembrance of the place
that you have been
to gather bouquets of lessons learned is fine
but do not go back to the site of your scars
do not seek the presence of the things that did this
that was then
this is now
so in this moment in the absence of
all that is darkness
lean
lean strong and intentional towards grace
grace for others too but mostly towards
the grace you never offered to you
a child throws tantrums because they do not
know how to identify a need
it’s not really about a fizzy or a biscuit
or not putting on their shoes
it’s about the need of rest of comfort
or the calming of a mind overstimulated
you have grace for this—but you struggle
with grace for you
i do not say this to add to any guilt of shame
but to gently point to that doorway that portal
that leads the way towards grace
softly beckoning
gently drawing
you can follow her there if you choose
Heather Pound 2024

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