Give Grace

give out grace like candy
sweet and small
give a handful of grace
to your own sweet self

This world will keep tumbling around us,
taking and bestowing
blessings and betrayals,
Finally, finally learn your path
will never be straight so learn
to love the curves and boulders,
downed branches from the storm,
early crocus pushing through last year’s leaves
All these delays along the way
are there to help you pause and
remember—
Grace is the whole reason we’re here.
Give yourself another handful—
Oh, go ahead, make it a whole basket full
of grace enough to share

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