Sunday, November 27, 2011


The rain is gentle o’er this land
that awaits in silent solitude
the overturn of what was once
accepted without grace.

Love is grand; oh, yes it is
but it’s like it must be made anew
and fashioned to remain in vogue
longer than I can foretell.

It’s the stitch of grace within the seams
and the knowledge that it’s there
that grants the words of “I love you”
their glow of permanence.

Grace, yes, grace - how beautiful
is love inlaid with grace!