Grace (a poem)

It matters not
  whether you deem yourself
  will find you,
  will surprise you,
  will overwhelm you,
  will remind you
    that you are enough.
You always have been.
You always will be.
You are right now. 
She knows who you are
   even when you forget.
Listen to her voice.


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