Covered

So fierce, this grace

furled over the mums.

The white wandered

all around, insulating,

claiming color by the inch.

 

This grace is still falling,

floating, flake on flake,

like a cataract peeling

from heaven to earth.

 

Oh, to fall on grace

not from it.

 

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