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