Grace

Comes and goes

Waves that crash

Tumble and roll me

One moment

A breath

Feel steady

Ready to face the stage

Next, rug pulled out

Not only from under me

But from all around

Times when life makes sense

I’ve talked myself into making it right

Then reminders trickle in

What isn’t actually working for me

Compromise has been the theme

Giving grace to another

Yet denying my own

How can I reconcile?

Blessings and love

Alexis Moon

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