Embracing Gray

photo courtesy of Ber@t

With no clear path cut black or white,
I'll stride slowly as I walk.
I'll stride slowly through the gray.

I'll step one foot at a time.
Forward down a winding road
I'll move forward everyday
and patiently embrace the gray.

When I’m low and need to rest,
When my heart is far from best,
I'll seek shelter in the wing,
I'll embrace the in between.

The day will come when I can sort,
sun from moon and light from dark.
I'll move slowly every day,
I'll tip toe through the shades of gray.

Beauty can be left unseen,
perhaps more so in the in between.
These shades of coals and thick opaque,
will one day cease, I will not break.

I'll trudge from black and into white
Humbled by my lack of light.
When I'm there, I know to say
I made it through all shades of gray.

Becky Williams