Thursday, September 20, 2007

Graced

Yesterday my addictions
beckoned.
I circled
their edges,
looking forward
and back
while trying to wrestle my way
out of here and now.
Graced that the darkness
didn't ensnare.

Yet victory feels
lifeless.
Worse than if
I had jumped
right in.

Today my body is spoonless.
I'm raging at that reality.

Reality.

I was unwilling to
live in it
yesterday.

Today brings
its own reality.

Accept,
Courage,
Wisdom,
Grace,
Surrender.

5 comments:

Grace, Every Day said...

praying for you.

daisymarie said...

holding you in prayer.

~m2~ said...

to me the funny thing about grace is i don't recognize it for what it is at that precise moment; only in retrospect to i see the Hand of God guiding me in every step.

you recognized it, hope. even if it didn't *feel* good, you recognized it. you are an amazing woman on an amazing journey.

pen

onionboy said...

Like love, grace isn't always nice or pretty or kind or good feeling but it is always true and it is always undeserved...at least, that's how it's been in my life.

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Poor Mad Peter said...

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