Grace Revisited

Strung up in mid-air

They all hang there

Dangling like a leave

Destined to fall

Down below they see

No net to catch their fall

Simply rocks and stones

To break them apart

Deserts and sun surround

They look around

For hands outstretched

To save their fall

Too many broken hearts

weeping saline tears

Looking around to find

No hope of salvation

They cry aloud together

But none hear each other
Lonely is the only sound

Found in the echo

Why no lended hand

To the broken men

Who cry out loud

Yet no one hears them?

Why only lonely hearts

That break at night

Against the dark sky

And the jagged earth?

If only grace appears

By your outstretched hand

To the empty hearts

On death’s open door

Were we not broken

Holding out no hope

Dangling by a thread

Lamenting our demise?

Were we not kept

By an unseen hand?

Grace extended to us?

A Cross reaching out?

Then we should too

Reach out to those

with a wooden Cross

To save their souls