Aging with Grace
She sparkles on the waters;
She drifts with the clouds.
She floats on the breeze -
Rustles the leaves;
Caresses our cheeks.
She glistens in the canyons;
tingles in the mountian mist -
lighting on our eyelashes;
She moves with the tides;
twinkles in the night sky.
and deep in the fires that warm our hearts;
She is the spark.
She is everywhere that we are.
She is the Shekhinah;
She is Grace -
and She shines divinely
through your face.
Yes... She shines divinely
through your face
and my face.
How beautiful Chi !!!
Love , Lóa
It was your Grandmother's words...
and your words...
and Sir John Stevenson's words...
They broke my heart.
i guess you could say that i was
so moved by your "last rose of summer" post
that i instantly became insensed and inspired.
As i still am.
i was reaching for "never alone"
i was reaching for "never leaves"
"is always there" "shall not falter"
i was reaching for "what shelters me
to shelter them, to shelter you."
"the strength of spirit shining through"
"the healing way that spirit moves"
"angels among us who love us"
Guess i was reaching for comfort too.
It makes me proud to know that this beautiful and touching poem was born after you read that post !
You really are special :)
Love , Lóa
Hope I'm not intruding on this beautiful dance between you two.....just wanted to say "beautiful".
Oh no angelsong, you are not intruding.
You are part of this beautiful dance;
we all are.
the sweetest thing to light on you
the sweetest thing to light on me
grace ........ is beautiful , right ?
Tis Grace abiding in thee;
abiding in me -
Almost still; barely moving.
Tis Grace stirring in thee;
stirring in me -
to the myraid things unfolding.
Tis Grace moving thee;
moving me -
to be the change
we want to see growing.
Tis Grace empowering thee;
empowering me - overflowing.
Beautiful! Simply beautiful!
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