it is okay
to move
okay
to grow
it is okay
to not know
the things
you don't know
it is okay
to fail
okay
to fry
okay to
continue
to try
it is
easy
to see
all the
failures
you've made
easy
to fear
the many more
on the way
easy to run
easy to fade
hard to face
but
may every
gleaming
moment
of glory
that shines
from your
face
be ever
shining inward
to light up
dark days
darling.
you are trying
to get it right
as if
"right"
has it's
proper place
but there
is grace
but there
is grace
grace
grace
it awaits,
patient,
for your
eventual
realization
that all these
attempts
at perfection
are dim reflections
of what great
grace can
unravel
in this place
you've come to
this rock bottom
you've felt
a sweet embrace
sweet grace
meets you at your worst
to take you hand in hand
to guide you through the dark
to shine in any land