Grace Is A Courier

turning up by surprise

with both hands carrying

unexpected good news

which, once delivered, 

begins to exist inside you

like illuminating sunlight

low on the horizon, so

bright that things which

felt like disqualification

become invisible, dissolved

into flares of unleashed joy.

And you think: “It’s almost

absurd that something this

good, this bright, this 

rhythmically re-creative

could just show up with

nothing more than a broad

smile trespassing on gloom,

politely refusing payment

or dues.

Nothing is more exuberant

than the way generosity

sneaks up on us, light upon 

light erupting.