Moments touched by grace
I come before you as a slender ray of purest gold
the scent of flowers touched by rain
I come in moments touched by grace
moments infused in the light of forgiveness
where all is softened beneath surrender’s kiss
I come gently
without fuss
simply and in the moment
I come to open your eyes
and cleanse your senses
that they might know the truth of the mystery that is your own self