And in the perishable light of the dimly-lit hallway, you’ll find
the silhouette of her—
standing, tall and proud, gazing
over the kingdom she poured her life into establishing.
Her gentle silence conveys the greatest
satisfaction you might ever know; as if to say,
“You, whom I love, whom I have built up
over seasons, will not fall to but an army of men.
Take heart, for you have been and will be my only love.”
And, turning from her awestruck servant,
she will float down the steps, leaving you
to ponder the belief that there is no greater Grace
than the one that you have just witnessed.