Saturday, February 11, 2012

Grace

you were born with no limit
to walk miles amidst dreamers
no breaking point
no end

some see you as not important
they won't learn your language
they won't dance with you
capture you
live with you

out of their fear of the minute you will run dry
the thirst on their tongues
hunger in their belly
hope in their eyes
the screaming confusion that cries out

it makes the scribbles into a masterpiece
a hole into a well


you are limitless this they need to know
so they can hold you and know
that Grace is perfection



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