the beauty and the grace
a young lass brought a caterpillar home with
her one day
she watched it spin its chrysalis - a slow and
sweet ballet
when hatched - a butterfly, she wept to see it
wing away
for it had bloomed before her - such beauty
and such grace
a husband heard his dear wife shriek,
attending her alarm
so feeling he had broken vows to keep her safe
from harm
until the nurse had placed their newborn baby
in his arms
and there it was before him - such beauty and
such grace
a girl recalling her first love - the day they said
goodbye
and all the incidental times her heart had
wondered why
until her dearest next to her had winked her
with his eye
and there it was beside her - such beauty and
such grace
a laughing lad was running toward the sea and
down a hill
when there upon the sand a songbird lay, so
cold and still
nearby its mate was singing and he ached to
hear the trill
for there it was before him - such beauty and
such grace
a dad who lost his daughter and had just laid
her to rest
so struggled ‘bout the organs she had willed at
her bequest
until he heard her beating heart … in someone
else's chest
and there it was before him - such beauty and
such grace
I watched the moon soft-dance upon a pool of
ruddy red
no stars for sake of its bright face upon that
where I bled
how odd that I should care when in a moment
I'd be dead
but there it was before me - such beauty and
such grace …
if life had been THAT moment, well, I would
have lived it, full ...
for there it was before me -
the beauty and …
the Grace.
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