when your bones can no longer bear the weight of your own restlessness,
If ever it seems your bones
can no longer bear
of your own restlessness,
and you are up at night fighting
a sea of endless questions,
even in these midnight depths,
take each moment breath by breath
for no matter what has happened,
you are from from finished yet.
For when waves and winds are heavy,
your soul is whole and steady.
there will be Light
in the morning.
–– Morgan Harper Nichols