just for today let me be all the things that your tired heart needs.
sit with me, hold my hand, don’t speak.
we don’t need words everywhere, a future mapped on slate.
if we let it, tomorrow will plant its own tree for us to shelter under.
— just for today | let’s just be
© Liezel Graham 2020.
Image my own.
{A Counting of Love, page 62}.
A little reminder that learning to let go of control can be a difficult thing, but tomorrow has a way of looking after itself.
x
liezel graham 