given away…

such a small thing,

small beating fragile thing,

bleeding in the light,

carrying the weight

of dashed hope and heartbreak,

longing to hide

iself away,

to numb itself,

forget itself,

easier to cover than recover,

easier to forget than

to forgive,

easier to stop

than to take the next step,

yet the step is there to be taken…

but the weight holds it down

’til the choice is made,

to die here burdened,

or to let go,

to grow,

to find in the beat, of its beat

the unforced rhythms of grace

and give itself to them…



About Sally C

How do I describe myself, I am not what I do, (I am a Methodist Minister), I am not who I am related to (I have 5 wonderful children, 2 lovely granddaughters and 2 lovely grandsons). I am a seeker truth, a partaker of life in all it's fullness and a follower, sometimes stumbling, sometimes celebrating of the Christian pathway. I seek wholeness, joy and a connectedness to all things through a deep reconciliation with the God whose love blows my socks off! I love walking, swimming and photography, I dabble with paint and poetry...
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