you wonder
if it is worth
living your life
cracked
wide
open, whether
.
.
wearing your heart
on your sleeve
and
all your
hopes
carried in
unclenched
hands,
is ever safe, where
.
.
all the world can
see, and
all the world can
say
what they feel
about the tender courage
that has
taken
root
within you.
.
.
it will not be easy.
no.
definitely not.
there will be pain.
it is a new birth,
after all.
.
.
but, you must not
curl
inward.
.
.
lift your head.
unfurl your spirit.
reach upward.
live outward.
.
.
you are the holy broken.
.
.
the one holding the light.
.
.
and if you show your scars, people will come
and sit with you,
and they will listen.
.
.
and this
is how we heal each other.
by living gently,
and walking vulnerably.
unafraid of opinion.
ready to wipe away
tears
and
fears
and
other darkness,
with the light
shining
from
the cracks
in our bones.
moved only by the spirit.
.
.
so, yes—do it.
live your life a white dove
on the battlefield.
.
.
cracked
right
open.
.
.
it will all be ok.
.
.
—on being the holy broken.
.
.
© Liezel Graham 2018.
.
.
Photograph by @luizclas .
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