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Grace I feel you with me in my darkest hour that

screams of need

planting in my empty little heart a new feeling of

unsinkable hope that from me I know will never bleed

I hear your musical voice telling me you are so very near

and that if I close my eyes I'll see you and know there

is nothing I should fear

what exactly you give to me I can't quickly explain

yet like to this desert of despair you bring your love

like rain

what is needed most you see that it is graciously given

I know you'll be with me always whether I be dead or

alive and living

one day soon I just know we will stand face to face

and you'll kiss my forehead too and I'll gaze transfixed

into your eyes until you assure me that ,'this is indeed

the final resting place'

and I'll timidly ask, 'Are you God ?'

for a part of me thinks that maybe you are

the soft feminine side of his supreme spirit

the gentlest star

I love you grace like I have nor ever will no other

for you must surely be the ultimate nurturer

the highest form of the true concept of

the term mother............

( written May 5,1992 am)