Grace

There exists a man born out of time
an Aquarian by all definition.

A dreamer
A lover
A loner

A man with the heart of an innocent
And the soul of an ancient.

Who dreams of sweet things
Of cowboys
Of horses
Of the smell of alfalfa in the spring
Of mountains
Of lakes
Of trees

Who feels Cormac McCarthy's "Blood Meridian" and "All The Pretty Horses"
Are amongst the most romantic writings of our time.

Who cares with intensity
Who's trust is given without reduction
Who strives to be sagely naive.

Who's embraced by angels of higher spirits
Yet allowed to pass untouched amongst angels of hell.

Who treasures such gifts
Who expects nothing for free
And takes none for granted.

Who does not believe in falling from grace.
For grace is there for all. And those that judge are themselves the
graceless ones.