A Retrospective

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Unmerited Grace

by kj

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It slides through the window—

an elongated ribbon

Carousing the room,

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A floating catapillar

With a mid air swish

Down the hall

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into and over the lazy couch

And busy stove;

Branches off blanketing

My footprints and car keys

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And even my worn sweatshirt

With the Arizona decal on it.

I’m showing up here!

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I’m trying to piece together

The cutting confusion

And the magnificent moments.

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Unmerited grace

Wraps itself around my ankles

Holding me in place

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When I fall short

And pushing me forward

When I know better.

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I’ve seen enough, really.

I know life can work when it doesn’t

And it can’t when it does.

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I know prime can’t assure admission

And good people die

When they should be sunning.

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I know all this

Only too well.

When that ribbon

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Of unmerited grace

Finds me spent and shaking

In the far end corner

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I could so quickly fold

like a dollar bill

Passed through too many idle hands.

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But I don’t fold.

I shake and shudder

And sometimes whimper

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From a place so deep

I can say

I’ve never been there.

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But I don’t fold.

Finally, I know enough

To appreciate

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The arrival of unmerited grace

In any form

And by any means.

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When I see it

Sliding through my window

Swishing down the hall

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Branching and blanketing,

I drop to my knees

And recite

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The only real prayer

I’ve ever known:

Thank you.
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Happy May-It-Be-Good Year....Love kj