circle of belief

Grace...
 
Did you know she has a face?
 
Forgotten ... She's too commonplace
Accepted as a birthright
 
Grace...
 
Forgotten not in absence
Woefull
Reproachful,and humble
All these,till her entrance!
 
Humility flees  
Forgotten are the tears
Recitation becomes the prayers
Opulence...,bears no fears
 “God” has no place in these“ golden years”
 
Oh!wowed calamity!!
Down on bent knee
Appears fabled humility
Hoping,praying for salvation
Your human eyes misty
Fearful,tearful
Questioning ...why the misery?
 
Suddenly god turns his gaze
And grants you his lady Grace