Authentic, stumbling

More graceful yet

Than smooth certainty.


Ungainly ache and yearning

Scar tissue evidence

Of old breaking.


Ready to reshatter, move

Be moved, awed, lost.


Uncertainty a kindness

Wondering a gift.


Stood between earth and sky

Howl, rejoice (both)

Untamed and beautiful


(This has come out of reflections in recent days about what I love in other people and a recognition that those who are reaching, questing, trying, to engage with mystery, or beauty or wonder or whatever it is, have far more grace, (to my eye) no matter how ungainly the effort, than those who are focused on trying to look graceful)


About Nimue Brown

Druid, author, dreamer, folk enthusiast, parent, wife to the most amazing artist -Tom Brown. Drinker of coffee, maker of puddings. Exploring life as a Pagan, seeking good and meaningful ways to be, struggling with mental health issues and worried about many things. View all posts by Nimue Brown

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