Grace

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And as I was
on a bare ground
I watched clouds move in the sky
Made my perceptions of them
Most likely out of dreams
That never surfaced
Beyond my mind
I saw butterflies flutter across distant trees
I saw their leaves swaying with a slight breeze
And I felt the grass growing at my feet
And for once in my life
I realized something
It was as if I became one with nature
I could have sworn I heard her calling me
I looked around
Eyes dreamy with enlightenment
I could stay like this forever
I thought
So I gave name to the moment
And I called it
Grace
- C.M.

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