Grace
Grace of the day when
you donate while
owing nothing the smiling
cloud shades you at high noon
the creek slows while
cooked food smells earthly
and naïve instincts
balance between your blessing
and stolen goods between
the cloud’s shade
thunderbolt’s fire
or even between a noisy family meal
and lonely nun in penance
exile of a recluse
benevolence of his cave
Libros Libertad 