Scratch and Dent

[bey]

There's beauty here
In imperfections
Like muddy garden chaos
Tangled and messy
As-is
Dents and gouges
Whispering a life lived

There's beauty here still
Deeper maybe
Than untouched perfection
Because we create it
Become part of it
Running hands over scratches
But gently now
History under finger tips
Peel back layers of paint with our fingernails
revealing a map of of comings and goings

We trace new paths through chaos

And find each other there

 

[Ceremony]

The pain knowing we were not seen.