"Days of Grace"

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Days of Grace

I wish these days of grace to linger -

linger in my soul content, yet ablaze.

Ablaze with dying in order to nourish -

nourish to live again.  Each Autumn I walk,

walk these wooded trails, pause -

pause to photograph and gaze in wonder.

Wondering all the while if I will bow -

bow as graciously as nature when it's my time.

Time, a gift we seem to squander -

squander away when we have it and long,

long for it when it silently winds down - tick,

tick, tick.  Perhaps we over-think, when we should -

should just breath in and out, think how to,

to give of ourselves, daily.  Die to self,

selflessly give each day in order to live -

live one day outside of time, ablaze with grace.

by Margaret Bednar, October 13, 2013

This is written for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads "Sunday Challenge - Loop Poetry".  The last word of the line must wrap around and begin the next.  I did not take up the challenge of a rhyme scheme.  

I am also linking this up with "I Heart Macro week 22" 

and Poets United: Poetry Pantry #171.