45 Words for Grace

I found it in my thirties,
Bridging acceptance and joy,
In the quiet place some call balance.
It came when I discovered

The beauty in longing,
And in a moment of stillness--
my pack asleep around me--
It crept in and love came crashing through.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Grace. My middle name and as a child it was not as cool as say Ann or Lee. I have grown to love the word and the name. Your poem brought yet another way to look at Grace. I really enjoyed it.