Grace and Healing

I once asked of the wind
as it moved the leaves of the tree,
Who makes these changes?

Receiving no reply, at least
not one I could understand,
I turned to the chair in the courtyard.

I heard, Only the devout sit here.
Surely they are the only ones to know
that grace came to forgive.

And then, from everywhere,
grace upon grace,
to forgive again,
and to be healed, again.

waiting on healing

waiting on healing
waiting on healing

movement is suddenly stopped
for those who exit the choir loft of life

waiting on healing

nobody knows when they will roll 
out of bed with a fall breaking their neck

waiting on healing

the sounds of anthems bounce between
pillars and posts where last century's 
cobwebs have been forgotten

waiting on healing

cross-country visits lessen due to safety
precautions inscribed every morning
with every day's meaning

waiting on healing

some records were made to be 
shattered and broken

waiting on healing
waiting on healing