Sometimes we need to stop and listen.
To hush the noise and sense the deep whispers that have been trying to reach us all along.
Gideon Heugh’s poem, You, is one of those whispers whose echoes we need to hear.
YOU
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
you.The shakings and the dark noises
+ Gideon Heugh, from Devastating Beauty, 2018
of a man-made world
cannot compete with your hallelujah blood,
your hosanna spirit,
or with the gentle fury of hope.
Pause. See differently. Re-story 🌿