There are nights to feel
Impossibly small
To slip through the cracks
And be dust
And gone

There are days to be free
And fly and wish
Sprout wings on your back
And touch
The clouds

There are hours to shatter
Into a thousand pieces
And hold yourself together
With string
And glue

There are minutes to wonder
At ethereal graces
That hide in labyrinthine
Sunbeams
And leaves

There are seconds to catch
A radiant truth
Glimmering in simplicity
Silent
Yet strong

There is eternity to discover
How much a heart
Can hold and break and heal and glow
And become
Beautiful