Sodden at the door, Empty rooms, no company, Smiles and tears in cinema screens, Entreaties to strangers with darting eyes

Are you not grace itself?

Thick air and time abating, Hard lines to unkind impulses , Heart and light for others time, Envy, caught and berated

Are you not grace itself?

Little lies escaped and shamed, Touch and sweat a shallow thing, Squirming, screaming infant, Champing groaning gut

Are you not grace itself?

Head down, not seen, Counting favours, discounting dreams, Arraigned by a friend, Sleeping in a London park

Are you not grace itself?

Wrapped in words intently, Giggly and cutting yet, A court is held to sentence you, Hand holding yourself

Are you not grace itself?

Christian, Brother, Jew, So empty as air, Ashen lungs heaving, Working, sleeping, weaving

Are you not grace itself?