Grace Himself

When guilt meets remorseful taste

As lemon to the palate,

Sunrise chides this cold embrace

But only when forgiven.

Sour’s the place of life ‘neath truth

Where potential exceeds potency.

Living under a nimbus cloud

Of apology in perpetuity.

Until acceptance learns to fly

Inside of life where truth met grace

There the only Potentate

Is Grace Himself, accepting.

Duffee

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