Grace Again

For wisdom from someone I discounted,

and for cool breezes in August,

and for the right song on the radio,

and for the very existence of dancing,

thank you, God.

For laughter that dares

to bubble through tears,

and unclenched fists making room

for someone’s hand in mine

thank you, God.

For kind words

when all I heard

inside my own head

was condemnation,

and for the fact

that grace surprises me

every

single

time

even though

it always comes again,

thank you God.

As I exhale once more,

and grace floods my lungs,

thank you.