My world has been
sifted.
It’s been a
painful shaking,
an imposed surrender.
All that I once
held with a tight grip
is no longer
something I can
cling to.
Some of what I held
dear has fallen
through my hands.
What remains
is precious,
their importance –
elevated.
I open my hands
to examine
what is left.
There’s not much there.
And yet
it is all that I need.
My heart is full
and my hands
have room to
to serve,
to give,
to explore,
to give grace.
What’s
fallen
away
was
never
mine.
#PermissionGranted
