Grace

A friend spoke one day to me

Through the leaves and branches of a tree

'A love which has no equal is yours to see'

Said that friend that day to me

'A look above will shed the light

And guide you through the darkest night

Be not filled with such awestruck fright

I am here to steer you right'

A gentle breeze caused me to lift my gaze

And all I could do was stare and be amazed

I was sure that all would think me crazed

For what I saw was a complicated maze

'Believe not that which you perceive

The way to come and be with me

Is not as difficult as that you think you see

It's as simple as counting one-two-three

Close your eyes and open your heart

You will find that is the hardest part

Once you begin and really start

I will be of you a large part

I will always be with you

This I speak is real and true

I am in everything you view

Because I am within you'

As the tears of joy ran down my face

I realized I had been touched by Grace

Of my fear and loneliness

There was no trace

Just the gentle breeze which dried my face

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