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WARRIOR POET WISDOM
Vol. III: Grace
By Miro
Copyright © 2011 by Miro
Cover design & photo by Miro & Luana Mercy
Book design by Miro
Author photo by Kim Nielsen
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Warrior Poet Wisdom
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ISBN-13: 978-1-4566-0633-6
For Lu.
FOREWORD
Grace. How you play the game. We all have the ability to transcend struggles, trials and tribulations. But how many of us can transcend them gracefully? Without complaining. Without being bitter. Without letting those situations turn us into hardened, negative, self-absorbed and selfish people? Grace is defined as elegance. A beauty of form, manner, motion or action. Not a shallow, physical beauty, but a beauty of spirit. A refusal to let the ugliness of the struggles we face blemish the beauty and grace that the Creator has instilled in us. It’s not enough to just survive. It’s not enough to just endure. Warriors survive gracefully. Warriors endure gracefully. Grace. Warriors have it. Warriors lend it. Warriors give it.
Grace,
INTRO
One of Grace
I put on a tux seven years ago
And climbed into a limousine
I thought about how most guys would be nervous
But all I felt was so serene
No beads of sweat formed upon my forehead
And hands did not jitter and shake
My calmness was genuine because in shortcuts
Like booze and drugs I don’t partake
The reason that I was not nervous that day
Was because, yes, I already knew
For three years before I had put on that tux
That this day was one that I’d pursue
I knew when I saw her first walk through her door
And saw that pair of gorgeous green eyes
Done up chestnut hair and her gentle, soft smile
And as tall as me to my surprise
“You’re gorgeous!” I blurted without even thinking
She smiled with a genuine grace
The same way I think that I smiled at her
And I knew I would not have to chase
Or convince or win over this beautiful girl
It truly was love at first sight
We just fit together like puzzle pieces
Nothing ever had felt quite this right
Her name was Luana, it meant “One of Grace”
And have that she did in all ways
Her movement, her voice, her patience and class
Never once did it cease to amaze
I bought her red roses and a ring filled with diamonds
And bended down onto one knee
I asked her a question, she smiled with grace
And responded “I will” with much glee
As I walked in the church and greeted our guests
I still never felt any fear
“You’re so calm!” they said as the time counted down
The service was now very near
I think it’s because I had already known
That I’d love her ‘till my dying day
I still felt no fear as she walked down the isle
Holding her lovely bouquet
“You’re gorgeous!” I thought once again in my head
As she gracefully glided toward
We placed rings on our fingers and declared our devotion
In front of our friends and the Lord
With her in my life, a lesson I’ve learned
Is that fear can be quelled with one trait
The jitters, the shakes will all vanish because
Of the resolve that grace does create
Seven years later I still feel serene
The same as I did in that church
I feel very blessed and fortunate that
For my grace I no longer must search
For Luana
on our 7 year wedding anniversary
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