To hold space (poem)

There is a space in which we all surrender

in which we all drink in the unknown

drink in the fact that everything is unknown

we let ourselves drown in it

as the tears empty us –

dry us out so we may be filled

with something greater than the pain

greater than the ways in which

we thought things had to be.

There is a space in which we hold on too tightly

too caught up in our day-to-day –

we are crumpled paper

and must learn to unfold ourselves

one crinkle at a time

we must learn how to be unfolded

into a space in which we have no idea of the outcome –

let us bask in the unknown

let us breathe in faith

let us come through this trial

and tribulation not because we were strong

but because we are weak

and knew it

and owned it

and danced with our weakness

so we could love ourselves

no matter the outcome