Return to Grace

Steady your wings.

I leaned into you
For many years.

Breathing so much easier
With your smell in the air.

You leaned into
Me too.

And grace visited,
Easily and often.

Then—
We fell.

Not quickly.

Gradual
Erosions.

Family.

Trauma.

History.

Loss.

Our life became
Tumultuous.

Too hard to hold one another
In high waves.

Both fully committed
To love—in service to spirit.

Freedom was the most
Loving choice.

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Now, I find myself leaning
Into a reflection—

I must steady myself
And swim.

Lean into and trust
The water.

Remember what our loving has
Taught me.

Love opens the space
To return to grace.

I have to make the
Invitation—

Let my grief be Her
Doorway.

Surrender.

Open my heart to
Love again.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Steady my
Wings.

She is arriving.

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