By Some Grace

BY Joyce Ritchie

By Some Grace

One thing led to another,
one step followed the other.
A little luck, a little fear,
still I don’t know how I got to here.

Seems unlikely at the source,
how a river runs its course.
Looking back, the way is clear,
still I don’t know how I came down here.

Present friends and absent, too,
left a mark to guide me through
the mysteries, whispered persevere,
and by some grace, I’ve made it here.

Days go fast, years faster still,
each spring’s quickening a thrill,
as all around hope reappears,
I watch in wonder, standing here.