Poetry 'n Prose

The Promise

Until the final waves of time and space

Takes our bodies in everlasting death,

I’ll keep this faith in you, sweet grace

Like the day you restored my breath.

By 67paintings

A dialectical site of poetry, painting and the odd musical excursion into the unknown.

2 replies on “The Promise”

Sometimes we meet people in life that we form a kind of emotional bond with, that sustains through time; the people who you know will always be there for you and you for them. :)

Yes, dd156 is this an example of how you define grace (in a broader sense)?

grace n. seemingly effortless beauty or charm of movement, form, or proportion.

A characteristic or quality pleasing for its charm or refinement.
A sense of fitness or propriety.
A disposition to be generous or helpful; goodwill.

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