and what of grace?


pain in the folds of paper

origami boats creased

precisely and firmly pleated

pain we were caused

pain we caused

folds over folds over folds

pain over pain over pain

building in artistic intricacy

all the layers of pain

causing more pain

until you are finally ready

sailboat of parchment complete

you head to the rolling river

standing on the bank

acknowledge each creased cringed grief

ready now

to say goodbye

set her sailing

releasing your once folded soul

to open in loose ease of relax

and float in the freeing

as the river of grace

allows the rest to

float away