across borders.
What is right, what is wrong?
Clouded issues fraying patience.
Trust calls you to places
the outcome is not certain.
Lean into the chest of greater grace.
The best is yet to come.
Though clouded be the skies for a time,
one ray of light comes breaking through
and perspective changes.
Some things cannot be worked out in the mind.
Feel the weight of your knees press into the earth
with the hope of surrender.
When you release all possibility into the hands
of belonging, you find peace.
Out of chaos, you will rest in the eye of the storm;
not a breath of wind can reach you here.
Stay until you know it is time
to move on.
Jenneth Graser
#write31days
Day 23 Prompt - blowout
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