Gently
and slow
We step into the fractured moments
of each day
with one infinitesimal breath
shallowly followed by another
And in small ways
we give calm permission to chase chaos
Sometimes it is enough
we are enough
But other times,
the ability to realize our frailty
is braver
than determining our strength
introducing ourselves to our weakness
allows us to appreciate the humble beauty
of what it means to need
to depend
Instead of being depended upon
Light has the most potential
in the darkness
Beauty that comes from broken can be blessed
Gently
and slow
Embrace now
whatever it maybe
for then
where hope remains
and you
on the other side
await
this quotable life 
I love these words, I love you for writing what I have been feeling. I read it the first time and something told me there is more to this, read it again slowly and there strung between the words was understanding, love, and hope.
I wrote your words out on the page to carry with me, to reread when I was lost and afraid. This is so beautiful from a beautiful kind and loving soul. Thank you so much.
You make me cry. Thank you for carrying hope in your pocket. Go carry light like a beacon to those who are looking for something to believe in.
Your beautiful words are, yet again, very timely for me. I am going through a somewhat challenging time and this poem has reminded me to keep a rainbow of hope in my pocket. Thank you.
Katia:
I’m so very blessed to hear it. I’m so grateful God plants ideas in my words that bloom in the lives of others. Remain and dwell in hope friend.
Elle