Sunlit Crescendo

Hold the sky in open hands

Let the morning find the cracks

I was carrying a winter

in my chest

Every step a little shaken,

little bent

Then a quiet gold came through the gray

Showed me how a bruise can turn to grace

We are not broken,

only changing shape Turning all the weight into a wave Lift me

where the light can reach my name

We are not broken,

only changing shape There were nights I heard the walls lean in

Felt the room go narrow on my skin

Now the same old wind moves softer here

Like it learned the language of repair

If I fall, I fall forward If I ache,

let it open

From the splinters, from the strain Something bright is being woven

We are not broken,

only changing shape Turning all the weight into a wave Lift me

where the light can reach my name

We are not

broken, only changing shape

From the fractured pieces,

something brave

From the hardest hour,

a wider day Only changing shape

Only changing shape Ahh, ahh

Into a wider day