By Monica C. Voskamp
I turned the page and found
Blank white with no scribbles.
There were no mistakes.
No scratched out lines.
No misspellings.
I savoured the moment,
So freshly untainted.
But within a few minutes
I blurbed splotches of ink.
I didn’t cringe.
I didn’t cry.
I simply acknowledged and moved on.
I look at blank pages today
With less judgement and more grace
I hold room for myself and mistakes
With freedom to learn and grow
At my own pace.
Life isn’t meant to be
The perfect fairytale story no,
Life is quite the tangled opposite
As most of us from experience know.
But no matter the harshness
There is still the magic
There is still the sacred
Written on every page.
The moment you see it
You live a little different.
You live with more grace.
So go write your pages
You’ll find the magic overlaps
In every single day.
© 2020 MONICA C. VOSKAMP
Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤
*Photo Credit: Photo by Tatiana on Unsplash
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