My name is Grace, Amazing Grace, we haven’t been introduced yet.
It’s a pleasure to meet you. Give me a minute or two, will you?
I’ve got a pitch prepared, but more than that, I’ve got reviews.
I’m in the business of transformations – total makeovers;
From ashes to beauty, from pauper’s rags to royal robes;
From death to life, anxiety to peace, hunger to satisfaction.
I take what has been discarded, forgotten, condemned, destroyed;
I remember to dust off, pardon, restore, comfort, assure, protect.
I preserve what is mine, and seek for more to make mine and pamper.
Many hearts and minds, with hands and lips,
Everything that has not breath, and some that do,
Rejoice at the Gift from above, come to
Reclaim all of creation – salvage via salvation;
Yea, herein lies the mystery of the gift of grace.
You look like you could use a rest;
Why don’t we be friends? I could help sate your thirst.
Lend me a bit of your time, and I’ll share with you the most precious thing I have – Life in abundance.
Dancing on edges
Flirting with fringes
Numb to the fear of falling
Hooked to the thrill of just being
On the edge of the many fringes of reality
Tears streamed down my face even as the words left my mouth;
Those were tears from the deep recesses of my heart;
Not the shallow logic of my mind;
Those were tears of the oppressed and bound;
But are not to me anymore;
It might not look it, but truly, I am happy.