Stages of Grace

It never occurred to me
that grace could be
letdown, like hair,
in a few gentle layers,
one year at a time.

Now I look up
and I see myself covered,
no, dusted
in white.

We are never left alone,
and for peacelessness
a gratitude arises
meeting the grace that comes
down from above, but reaching
up when noticing, a moment’s
continuance

I’ve seen a rainbow form
in this meeting.

Heaven knows sunshine and
rain make a good couple.

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