Celebrating the ‘youness’ of you

In this somewhat dismal time, a good friend shared one of Gideon Heugh’s poems with me.

It cut through the enclosing greyness with a shaft of glorious light that fed my soul.

And I didn’t want to keep it to myself.


You are a wild and gleeful thing,
nudged by lavish grace
towards all the astonishments,
and nothing can stop it
or you.

You are not a mistake.
The earth aches for your singular life,
for the miracle radiance
of purely, specifically

The shakings and the dark noises
of a man-made world
cannot compete with your hallelujah blood,
your hosanna spirit,
or with the gentle fury of hope.

Gideon Heugh, Devastating Beauty, 2018

Thanks Gideon