Moments of Grace

Moments of Grace Heart racing like a tapping of feet Different footfalls an erratic beat Breathing laboured lungs complain Ominous signs anxiety threatens again Prognosticate but you could be wrong It was only a note not a classic song A request for just a soothing melody Becomes a soul searching symphony Gone this feeling of impending doom Locked away in some no exit tomb Thankful for every therapeutic space But Oh what joy those moments of grace