Forgiveness, I have found, is a slow walk. A tender crawl.
W. SCOTTForgiveness, I have found, is a slow walk. A tender crawl.
W. SCOTTI think there is miracle always spilling into something.
W. SCOTTChoose to make every pulse worth it.
W. SCOTTThere are blessings weaved within every inch of the pain.
W. SCOTTThere is always a bit of love whispering from somewhere.
W. SCOTTFalling apart to fall together again.
W. SCOTTYou fit here.
W. SCOTTThe hollow space, it can be a blessing too.
W. SCOTTWhat is my ribcage if not a prison for hope.
W. SCOTTRemember forgiveness; a kind exhale.
W. SCOTTIn a way, hope is a type of courage too.
W. SCOTTWe are broken. But never beyond repair.
W. SCOTTHonestly, I just want to love without the fear of losing anything.
W. SCOTTBut these downpours, they can all be a type of cleaning.
W. SCOTTLiving includes being gentle with your own heart.
W. SCOTTEven in the rain, I am learning how to find miracles.
W. SCOTT