Grace
by Janan Young
In the bird is a sky
From the sky a view
In the mind grew a vision
Think it was you
Your eye on the earth
In the water a song
And a fish in the moonlight
All season long
Your star cools to stone
The stone is your face
But in the sky grew a voice
Was it grace?
It was you in the water
A curve in the dawn
In a bird is the sky
And so on