The TFE Poetry Bus is up and running, leaving from Scotland this time, as Rachel Fox takes us on the first leg of the International Tour. Our challenge was to write a poem about one of our favorite words. This poem and the poem that follows, Serendipity, both were inspired by that challenge.
GRACE
Brace yourself
For a fall,
For a sparkling
Sprinkling of golden,
Whirling seeds,
A covering
Of cool geometry,
A misty morning coat
Of quenching rain.
Brace yourself
For a slaking
Of your thirst,
For fulfillment
Of yeasty yearnings
For the stir
Of summer soil,
For the touch
Of someone other,
For the gravid
Nourishment
Of life.
For what are you
But a cup to catch
The wonders
Of the world?
And what is this
But a libation
Poured in offering
To the earth?
So, brace your
Undeserving self
For the feel
Of freely granted
Grace,
Covering you
Like water
From Creation's Sacred Well.
