Two Things More Are Needed
Grace as surprise
That’s a theme
I like to think of grace
As something
That can be still though
Typically must be
On the move
Like a metal spring
Or a hummingbird
Water
Or the human heart
Any heart
Still enough for recognition
Then it leaps
It has alighted
There is a knock
Small in the world
Like Thorin’s thrush
It will not show the way to
Dragon-hoard
But there is treasure
Like loot taken from a
Pirate in a story
Who does know the use of it,
Poor pirate
There is so much more here
And this story’s thrilling
Open it and read a page
Have someone read it for you
Watch for something on a branch
Or on your arm
Listen for a knock
Maybe you’ll let them in
C L Couch
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