timed acceptance speech

sharon hope fabriz
2 min readJan 18, 2025

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photo by shf

i accept the mottle of light above the ridge that hints at sun. i accept how it eases the tension of not seeing clearly, of not having to believe with my whole heart that somewhere the atmosphere is free of commotion.

i accept that i have been too little. I accept that i have been too much. i accept that i have more than i deserve. i accept that i deserve better.

i accept that whether by tsunami or earthquake or bomb or flood or fire or tornado or madness, harm will come and pain with it. i accept that the ageless story will never be without shadows.

i accept that i am road-worthy. i accept that i am road-weary. i accept that i am spending too much time divesting myself. i accept there is more to divest.

i accept the one who flounders, all her groping and gaffe, the cushions she’s made to soften the edges, the way she wants to jump time and place to some new plot that collages her dreams.

i accept her resistance to old routines, the gurgling of their last breaths, how they drain the pulse that moves her to dancing. I accept that her sentences don’t always come to easy endings and her words may spiral out of control, into squiggling worms in need of earth, ground, reason. i accept her insistence that she has no idea where to stand with the riddle of who am i.

i accept this narrow passage, the clouds layering against the shine, the way the acorns scatter on fecundless pavement, i accept how what is known is too much and that what is known is too little. i accept this temple of contradictions, its song.

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