Found in simple spaces
when lights have dimmed to ease
weariness of day from shoulders prone.
In the morning beams
where radiance sings
reserving stage for feathered accompaniment notes.
Shimmers in the shadows
like the fuzziness of heat,
but greats in bells that chime with chirping mirth.
Often hid amid
wide open space
blending with a magic you can not trace.
Given to the few
who look beyond circumstance
to find the lines God painted beneath.
Even when awash,
paying untold cost,
finding treasure hid and hold relief.
Copyright ©2023 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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