Dreams

Don’t be confused about

the differences between

grace and enabling.

Aiding and abetting someone

toward a shrinking life

of being not only less

than she or he

was created for, but also

cement-shoed into a miserable

and fearful existential addiction,

has little gracious tint to it at all.

 

Grace is a healthful, hope-filled soul

standing beside you in the swamp,

singing songs of mercy,

painting pictures of forgiveness,

telling love stories, and taking your hand

as, together, you both walk

into the promises of today,

toward the dreams of tomorrow.

Her hand may not always be taken,

but she is not capable of ceasing

her holy serenade, even if its lyrics

utterly fail to be comprehended

this side of earth’s and sky’s edge.

Photo by Lee Lindsey McKinney

© 2015 Todd Jenkins