Day: 24/05/2016

Lacking Grace

Who more lacks grace?
He who denies when offered?
Or who offers none?

Time’s Passing

Life’s phases hasten,
Aching grey marks time’s passing . . .
I remain a child
Adopted by the Father
Whose loving embrace awaits

written in response to today’s daily prompt at The Daily Post

A Poem by Jane Kenyon

I divested myself of despair
and fear when I came here.

Now there is no more catching
one’s own eye in the mirror,

there are no bad books, no plastic,
no insurance premiums, and of course

no illness. Contrition
does not exist, nor gnashing

of teeth. No one howls as the first
clod of earth hits the casket.

The poor we no longer have with us.
Our calm hearts strike only the hour,

and God, as promised, proves
to be mercy clothed in light.

― Jane Kenyon (1947-1995), Collected Poems