What is Grace?
A moon beam against still cool water.
A prayer of innocence and purity.
A love for God so pure.
A song with a passion.
A dance with joy.
A never ending smile.
A urge to help others.
A gentle hand.
When your sister lets you cry on her shoulder.
When your brother stands up for you.
When a child gives a flower to the Mary in the chapel.
When your friends pray for you.
When you sing with the wind.
When you try your hardest to please God...
God will be happy and inspire you.
And you will inspire others.
You may not reach perfection.
For that lies in the hands of Jesus.
But you may just reach Grace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
reaching grace, I like it, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.