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Her Name Was Grace
written by: Catherine MacMillan Sihoe
(In the centre of all this madness)
Ready for a life of ease?
Would our soul know what to do
After being bashed about so heartlessly
For so many years?
Let me tell you a story about that
9 years ago
A girl came to me
She had long dark hair
And her name was Grace
What was it about her
That changed the way I walked in the world
Just because she was in it?
I’d like to hold a candle to that
Can you imagine?
Surrounded by the truth
Of all the people around me
She was the only one
With the money to put where her mouth is?
“Take a step back,”
I said to myself,
“And admire the tight fitted nature
Of this woman’s way in the world
She speaks from a place of
That is not often apparent
In one so young
How can we not admire that?
And here she is
Walking a path close enough to mine
That I might reach out and touch her if I chose to
But why would I?
Why would I?
Why not just let her walk on by
And just be thankful
That I was witness to her beauty?”
There is nothing for me to hang onto
It’s not about that
It’s about recognizing heavenly creatures for who they are
And letting them be just that