sometimes a knot sits within.
and where it comes from is hard to discern.
and what will loosen it is impossible to describe.

but i am struck by the observation...
that things are better the second or third time around.
and that maybe we miss that beauty when we're stuck in the need for perfection.

instead of reveling in the grace of a second chance,
we are frozen by the past.
bitterness taints the joy of the present.
fear paralyzes the freedom of the next decision.

rather than learn and rejoice in a lesson well learned,
guilt overwhelms, demanding penance.

but life pushes forward, with increasing fervor,
bubbling and frothing with possibilities.
and here we sit preoccupied with the past,
missing the present and denying ourselves the grace of the future.

let it flow.
for the sake of Grace, let it flow.