I accept my unbecoming
Grace, oh grace!
As you crush my back
As I twist
Snap
And fall
As I fall,
In the falling
In the hitting
As my body hits the ground
As my limpness hugs the dust
In the hitting
In the hugging
In this burst of velocity
And the stillness after it all
I smile
Oh grace, oh grace,
I am uncontained with mirth
Look at it, grace!
Look how its crimson spreads above me
Gaseously
Not swirling
Not in any proud clouds
Quietly lifting above
Hugging the world
On it goes, grace!
As you crouch near me
As we both wait
For the endness of the crimson
Which we know is not coming
In this moment
In this silence
In my complete giving
And my knowing
Oh grace,
We smile
Both of us
Like comrades of a batallion
You through your twinkle
And me through my red, liquid gurgling
So beautiful this is, grace,
A beauty such that it excruciates
I accept this pulsating crucifixion, grace!
I accept your lesson
This unravelling
I accept my grace!
- July 12, 2020
