Splashing Grace-Paint

Another Gideon Heugh poem (sorry, I'm currently obsessed):

A New Light Arrives

Buried in the night,
anxious thoughts
crowded darkly around me.

The last thing I expect is a miracle;
the last thing I anticipate
is God
riding the dawn.

But then,
like the only answer we ever need,
a new light arrives,
splashing grace-paint
on the worn-out canvas
of my heart,

and all of a sudden
hope is running along the tops of the trees
wild-eyed
and rampant.


Gratefuls:
- beauty in the morning
- doing something creative that I've wanted to do for ages (hopefully, show you tomorrow)
- wisdom from books