Monday, 21 July 2025

Grace


 

The day you fell in love

the skies opened

shed a deluge over the treetops,

the long grass, the wildflower meadow,

over us as we walked beneath the trees' awning

steeped in grace.

The trees danced in the light of it.

The dog's coat gleamed like a seal's.

We stood for a while our feet rooted

in  a soil that was opening up -

to the beat of life on leaf

to the blessings it spoke of

to the love it bestowed -

and we felt at last release.


We had waited a long time for this day


Copyright 2025 Cathy Leonard

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