grace that broke me

arqios

 

"broken by grace"

 


it wasn’t revelation—
not the bright‑lit kind
that asks for belief
with its staged haze
and borrowed shine.

 

just another day
moving narrow‑shouldered
through the slow‑grind hours,
the familiar drag
of being a body
in a world that keeps
its ungentling march.

 

then—
metal dropping behind me,
a small report,
rolling on its thin rim
across the pavers
until it tapped my boot
and settled.

 

heads, not tails,
looking up—
a minor interruption
in the grind,
a held breath leaving,
a thought loosening
in its seam.

 

if that is grace,
it wasn’t sacral—
just the kind that arrives
in the random drift
of ordinary things,
for reasons unknown,
and stops the day
from pressing in
quite so hard.

 

broken, yes,
but not ruined—
broken the way a locked
door creaks open
when the hinge decides
no oil is required.

 

 

 

 

 


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Comments8

  • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

    fine write much enjoyed

  • sorenbarrett

    Are we all such? One has to think yet so hard to break thoughts free from their routine. Do we not all live in grace? Unrecognized grace for just being here. A lovely write my friend it is thought provoking.

    • arqios

      Right under our very noses and the often unseen corners and pockets of our daily lives. Thanks so much dear friend🙏🏻🕊️

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome my friend

      • Kevin Hulme

        I see the Coin as a Metaphor for the small gifts that invade our life's. Sometimes to small to Notice. But all add up.

        • arqios

          Yup, those coins mostly unnoticed but surely adding up. 🙏🏻🕊️

          • Kevin Hulme

            💰👍

          • Fränz Müller

            Quite enjoyable…nice work.

            • arqios

              Thanks for letting me know, Fränz. Most appreciated 🙏🏻🕊️

            • orchidee

              Good write Grace, erm, Arqios. heehee.

            • Friendship

              nicely said

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              Dang, arqios...I know that kind of day, and I know that sudden loosening too. This got me. Powerful, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

            • Goldfinch60

              Those small things in our lives can bring such happiness Rik.

              Andy



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