grace

in the crusty bread and hot soup

on a wintry night,

   we taste what grace is like;

in the eyes of a child

seeing the grandparent 

step out of the car,

   we see what grace like;

in the rich soil turned over

for spring plantings,

   we smell what grace is like;

in the whispered, 'i love you,'

as the casket is lowered,

   we hear what grace is life;

in the hand of a stranger 

clasping ours in acts of kindness,

   we feel what grace is like;

grace

upon

grace

upon 

grace

(c) 2019 Thom M. Shuman