Grace
Grace entices the desires of my soul.
She beckons: “Here I am. I am the way; the way to your final destination.”
Cursed are those who dismiss her sirens.
They will never know love.
She desires only synchronicity and is willing and able to bend.
You must not dismiss the grace that comes your way ,
for your time only grows shorter each day.
Learn to live with grace, and be humble that you were chosen.
Be forgiving and diligent for you never know if, or
when, she will pass your way again.
©522131154pJeanMarie
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