The Grace To Grow

The Grace To Grow Through peril in its intact We have every reason by which to over react The Grace to grow; Many a shoulder to cry inflate the ego Through our hard stance with fate We lock our doors & protect out faith In long lines at the store lest I emplore Shades of trim left for me to begin In oscillating ivory towers a man from Mars The Grace to grow From a little seed next the full grain blown to harvest once again We can plant a seed deep enough through troubled waters come among Shades of gems crimsome with rubbies The cedar as a way of illumination Perhaps I'm in need of a break on some long awaited vacation? The Grace to grow