black birds flying darkly
the spine of my life.
i give them names
that sound like light.
from my mouth.
— faith | new names from old.
© Liezel Graham 2019.
Photograph by Matti Johnson.
Sometimes the black birds of fear, shame and guilt will fly up and down your life… they like to go far back into your past and remind you of all the reasons you have failed. They like to fly into your future and prophecy that things will never work out; that you are not deserving of the things your heart dreams of.
You might listen to what they whisper.
But you don’t have to.
Give them new names—new names from the old ones.
Handmade names that sound like light.
For all the things that you are hoping for, let faith fall brazenly from your mouth.