Grace
and what is it after
all what did i mean when i asked for grace
was it grace in my
presence my movement my being...
my acceptance of
what is or... what will be am i talking about fate
or prayer... and
who will hear this prayer who will listen
who shall answer is there a god after all ... perhaps it the universe
the universe that i
see the universe that sees me when all hope is lost
and there are no
easy answers grace may be all that is left to see us through
our spine to remain
rigid will not crumple in the hall lost in our own sorrow
grace will point the
way stay together in our being will not fall apart
look ok on the
outside movements refined though we scream on the inside
still... we ask for
grace and like death our skirts gently brush the floor
heels clicking in
the hall they will look at each other with knowing eyes
nod their heads and
agree it is grace after all when all else is lost
there it will
be crushed into a crumpled ball discarded upon the floor
waiting for you to
reach for it slip it over your head smooth it upon your being
you are
transformed your prayers answered it is grace after all
June 7, 2016
Note: I think it is one of the things my Mother gave to me. No matter what, we agree the situation is bad, but grace will see us through.
Note: I'm not sure it could be a song? But I have been wanted to write about, "Grace."
Note: I'm not sure it could be a song? But I have been wanted to write about, "Grace."
11 comments:
I think the repetition of grace... the words the hope... maybe desperate is there a choice or not?
Grace is what sees us through. "You are transformed". That is beautiful, Annell. There is much to be said for looking okay on the outside and not crumpling into a heap on the floor, though I am sure there are times when that is tempting.
Yes, beautiful. The repetition of 'grace', and 'after all' - it's hypnotic!
I think navigating one of your creations is a sort of dance..
Such a heartwarming write..!!
"It is grace after all when all else is lost." We speak so much about love, peace, hope, strength, faith...but what about grace? This is beautifully rendered.
Grace and hope will certainly carry us through ~ Such lovely inspiring words to read today Annell ~ Thanks for sharing ~
Agree how grace carries this. Well done, Annell!
We all need grace - this is written in a soft spoken word set to music..
Definitely can be a song. We have a family table grace we sing -- it is a joyful one in which we all hold hands. No matter what the day brought -- no matter if we're sad or angry, the table grace when sung, hands held and the words begin with "The circle of love goes around and round..." grace comes.
I especially love these lines in your song:
"there it will be crushed into a crumpled ball discarded upon the floor
waiting for you to reach for it slip it over your head
smooth it upon your being
you are transformed your prayers answered it is grace after all
Grace of LiFe
a gift for sure..
desolate lone
stars with
dead
planets
far.. Rocks
without leaves
homes without
trees.. green iS
enough Grace
for me..
mY
FriEnd..:)
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