Grace, Amazing, Isn’t It?
for four generations of Graces
Amazing, isn’t it, grace? Praising. Blessing.
Raising hearts lifted in thanks. How sweet the sound.
The Greeks named three Graces. Joy. Charm. Beauty.
Grace, a Lost and Found Department. Finding our ground within the surround sound
Grace cares. Cares for. Cares about. Searches out the heart of the other.
Grace dignifies. The smallest loaf. The least fishes. The blinding flash of a moment.
Grace extends. Myself to ourselves. A due date that crept up without notice.
Grace clothes. In beauty. In kindness.
Grace attracts. Good fortune. Good will. Good music. Good merit.
Grace moves. In comfort. In elegance. In gladness.
Grace lifts the veil. Finds our hiding places
With Grace…We were blind, but now we see.
from Sightlines: A Poet’s Diary