Graceful Mist

Grant Hope #137

Have you ever watched femininity simply walk by?
Not the kind that asks you to look and takes pleasure in lust
but one unassuming and kind?
It’s not the kind of dress
or the way hips move from east to west
and east again
but something from within like a palette of petals
washing over in a rain midafternoon

Once in awhile
under a small umbrella of chance
integrity
honor
virtue
can be parted from the showers of routine

If every man could imagine such humble glory
and every woman such humble joy
perhaps all of us would understand in a little more matter profound
the glory of God in the nuance of pitter patter sounds

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