my heartbeat at 1:00am

i'm beginning to breathe again
in this rebirth
the rocky trail of imperfect intent and misdirected direction
my footsteps are moist with tears and vanquished dreams
the narrow straits of this labyrinth are messy
but there's one truth i take solace in

i'm a wounded healer

i'm respectfully moving forward as i walk with this beautiful limp
i humbly hold my scar tissues skyward in transparency
i realize it's impossible to enjoy the restorative refrain of sunshine
when you forget pain and mistakes in darker compartments
my weaknesses bleeding and exposed
to most the process may seem foolish or self-destructive
but i would have it no other way
there is beauty and peace in this blessed tension
and for that
there is much reason to celebrate

*because His PAST presence is PRESENT enough for our FUTURE