A Year of Poems – Day 359

It is grace to look and know a face
to integrate a person and a place
it is like the ivy growing on a tree
till it becomes a boulder beneath a stream.
It is grace to leave the hiding rock
and see the sun without the solar shades
it is like the moment two eyes lock,
the key lies forgotten the padlock stays.
Grace is in time, it also lies outside –
The haze before the morning cracks to day,
The sea hawk rolling in the tide,
And spiders catching dew, waiting for the ray
To descend and see his web for what it could be,
A diamond saved from possibility.


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