Gift of Grace
Drifts of sorrow and old grief,
illusions abandoned, tossed.
Before a love never known
awakened longing, unbesought.
Wistful heart soared when
words of comprehending
truth pierced deflective shell,
evoked wonderment, yearning.
Faltering, misty hope wanes
for elusive dream, unexpressed.
Still yet, love asks for one, only
grace and favor, to be blessed.
Ron