Image credit: Heartland Arts

Image credit: Heartland Arts

Am I imprudent to request
To fall on knees
Until they bleed
Is it too much
To see me blessed
To give me succour
In my need?

I am unworthy it is true
But worth will fall
And so will shame
I am forsaken
Yet I rise
To take my course
To take the blame

As most before I fall and cry
In greatest need
Is truest face
I am but nothing
Broken pride
But this is when
I most need grace

But this is when
I most need grace

(c) Helen Valentina 2015, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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4 Responses to Grace

  1. I love this poem. Stunning and deeply felt

  2. elevenwinds11 says:

    This is really nice. Yes it is. Deeply felt.

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