
In a world of chaos, where darkness strays,
There shines a light, in the form of grace.
A gentle force, that holds us tight,
Guiding us through both day and night.
Grace, oh grace, a gift so divine,
A melody that sings, a soothing rhyme.
It whispers in our hearts, with tender touch,
Filling our souls with love and much.
In moments of sorrow, when tears overflow,
Grace embraces us, helping us grow.
It lifts us up from the depths of despair,
Reminding us that love is always there.
Like a soft breeze on a summer's day,
Grace sweeps away our worries and dismay.
It brings solace to the weary soul,
Restoring hope and making us whole.
Grace dances in the autumn leaves,
Painting colors that make our hearts believe.
In the beauty of change, in the cycle of life,
In the midst of struggle, it eases our strife.
With every sunrise, grace paints the sky,
A masterpiece of colors that catch the eye.
It reminds us to cherish each new day,
To embrace the blessings that come our way.
Through acts of kindness and compassion's embrace,
Grace weaves connections, it strengthens our base.
It bridges divides, it mends broken hearts,
Uniting us all in its loving arts.
In forgiveness lies grace's truest form,
Releasing resentment, letting go of harm.
It heals wounds deep within our souls,
Setting us free to become more whole.
Grace is found in a mother's tender care,
In a friend's comforting words, always there.
It's in the stranger's smile on a crowded street,
A small gesture that makes our lives complete.
So let us embrace grace with open arms,
Allow it to heal and protect us from harm.
For in its presence, we find peace and light,
Guiding us through both day and night.
May grace be our compass in this journey of life,
A beacon of love, amidst struggle and strife.
With gratitude in our hearts, let us always strive,
To live with grace, and enjoy every bit of life.
About the Creator
E Bush Patrick
A poem and fictional story writer...


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