GRACE
WITHOUT HER
Her words
Carry songs
That bless the day
The sun knows her
By her name
She moves
Like the wind
Through the evening trees
When she whispers
You can hear the rain
And when she’s quiet
The tide
Stills the night
So the stars
Can sweep your breath away
She’s more
Than all
Of what surrounds her
Without her
There’d be no yesterday
Thank you @Kelly Trost and @Mark Crutchfield for sharing.
Such beautiful words moving from outward observation to a quiet reflection of deep gratitude. <3