Fall On Grace

Ballpoint tears, my fountain pens

Quill dipped ’neath Horizon’s rim

Clouds of thought sail sunlight, dim

Crimson, east to west, I swim

Full moon flush with Sun’s embrace

Evening, scattered stars enlace

Heaven writ in double space

Endless waters fall from grace

Papyrus creased; pressed flowers age

Bound within worn leather’s cage

Silence sheered, each gilded page

Echoes; wisdom’s ancient sage

Worries drowned in well of ink

Weightless; sorrow’s anvil sinks

Heart of grey now blush with pink

To fall on grace with everything