how courage filled we are,
with every noise and voice of reason ignored,
how courage filled we are,
in this
flutter
this haste,
how courage filled.
we halt for no one but this growth
it breaks the seams of our own rage,
our own permissions.
we sloppily embrace the ugly of each other, the beautiful.
knowing, that it lives with all the other things,
that thicken into healing.
we know that time will wither
that drinks will soften
that words will worry…
we know that this is finite and in that lives eternity.
you kiss the heart of my face
I leave my hand on your chest
reminders of a pledge
made of
how courage filled we are.
