when your bones can no longer bear the weight of your own restlessness,

If ever it seems your bones

can no longer bear

the weight

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.

Even here,

there will be Light

bringing mercy

in the morning.

–– Morgan Harper Nichols