Grace

“Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace.”
― Aberjhani

Grace

by Carmen H Gray

Sorrow said to me

Hold me

Keep me

In your heart

For just a little while

So I kept it

Hidden and safe

And bestowed it

With gifts

Of time

And in the meanwhile

You said to me

Tell me your heart

Show me your pain

Teach me your song

Of exile

You did not wish

To change it

You just beheld me

The way I was

Unfolding like

A lily of the nile

Flower of love

Blossoms opening

Blue beauty

Transforming gracefully

Sorrow surrendered

Pain reconciled

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