In honor of this extraordinary week of grace I am re-blogging this poem.
Namaste, litebeing
Where is Grace?
Grace is realizing the car keys are in your other pocket
Grace is when the cop gives you a warning this time
Grace is when the red birds descend on your terrace ” just because”
Grace is when you discover your checkbook error
that you subtracted one hundred dollars by mistake
Grace is when the sky opens and the sun tells the clouds to get lost for a spell
Grace is the neighbor’s cat who snuggles with you after yours has passed away
Grace is the stranger who helps you pick up your groceries off the floor
Grace is the MRI that reveals you don’t have that illness after all
Grace is accepting what is and surviving with renewed hope
Grace is a whole heart after a lifetime of shatters and scars
Grace is a million new beginnings
Grace is finding love way past your prime
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Beautiful poem Linda.. “Grace is a million new beginnings”……………. and Grace is catching up after a long absence.. 🙂 Love to you Linda, and I thank you for your patience. xxx
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Every so often I will bring back an older post for a re-view. I am not a prolific poet, but very happy with this creation. Love to you too Sue xx
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