THE WINDS OF GRACE
The wisest, most enlightened way I know
To make decisions that are best for all
Is opening my mind to winds that blow
As if they are a blissful, gracious call
From somewhere in the void of mystery,
A secret source of guidance from beyond
That summons one to see with clarity,
With which an ardent soul may correspond.
Yet how to know this source is genuine
And not the prompting of a wayward voice
Persuading me from virtue into sin
Is the serenity of my good choice:
The peace I feel in choosing right from wrong
Is like the melody of a sweet song.
The peace I feel in choosing right from wrong
Is like the melody of a sweet song.
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