The Folds of Grace


M_HollySome days just ring hollow
as if all the hopes I’ve thrown long and wide just
swirl round and round
slower and slower
from the weight borne upon them

And then there are days
that the black bird returns
flash of red upon his wing
his call creaky like an old iron gate
causing me to squint upwards
into the still bare tree limb in silhouette
the strengthening sun finding new fire
behind it

Some days roll in atop the
pink foam of fitful nights
and the sandy grit bristles hard
against the murky glass
leaving an etched line that will take
hours to polish out

While other days
I wander out to the end of the driveway
and realize that the flowers from last summer
have given up all their seeds to the wild and
are fully spent, mere shells of their former selves
My knees find comfort on the ground
and the warmth from bare soil gradually wicks up

And then there is today
rising in a two-toned fabric of
beauty and fear
rippling shadow and light a hundredfold
shimmering with the poignant hue
of a grace drenched love
and I throw open the window
to breathe it in

Holly Grantham
Holly is a wife, very relaxed homeschooling mom of three boys, snapper of photos, coming of age writer and a soul drowning in grace. After years in Atlanta where she attended college, married the love of her life and lived in an intentional community, she found her way back to her home state of Missouri. She now lives in an antebellum stone house, raises chickens (sometimes) and pretends that she lives in the country.
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  • Beautiful lines and a perfect homage to coming spring. Thank you.

    • Holly

      Thank you for your kind words, Rachel. And yes…spring…coming…Amen.

  • “And then there is today …”

    I took a deep breath with you there, Holly. Beautiful and terrible, though it may be – it is no small thing to have TODAY. Whether it’s opening windows or opening eyes: Thank you for the way your words always do this.

    • Holly

      It is no small thing, indeed! To today–may we never lose sight of its gift.

  • Gorgeous. Today– a grace drenched love. I love that. (((hugs)))

    • Holly

      Thank you, Nacole. I need to remember that grace drenched love. Every.Day.

  • O, so beautiful …

    • Holly

      Thank you, Idelette. And thank you for opening space for poetry here.

  • Anne-Marie

    Ah lovely. deeply. Evidence here of things unseen. But standing in the doorway can be terrifying. Thanks for a glimpse Holly. Praying strength to heart and hand today.

    • Holly

      Thank you for your words and your prayers, friend. It’s amazing how much strength can come from just breathing.

  • “A two-toned fabric of beauty and fear…”
    Oh yes, I know that garment well. Breathtaking, Holly.

    • Holly

      Oh Michaela, I’m sure you do. This fabric is long enough for both of us, of that, I’m sure. Let us get wrapped and sheltered in its folds.

  • cjdeboer

    Beautiful words, Lovely. Praying for you in this time of beauty and fear. xo

    • Holly

      Thank you so much Claire. You never fail to encourage and strengthen me.

  • this is breathtaking. what a beautiful way to welcome in the newness.

    • Holly

      Thank you, Rachel. your words often stir things down deep, as well.

  • thelifeartist

    beautiful, YOU. and your shining, effervescent soul-words.

    • Holly

      And YOU with your beautiful heart that expands a hundredfold with each new breath! So grateful for you here, in this space.

  • Beth

    Beautiful, Holly. Truly beautiful.

    • Holly

      Thank you, Beth.

  • Megan Gahan

    oh my word holly. this is exquisite.

    “and then there is today
    rising in a two-toned fabric of
    beauty and fear”


    i imagine that you speak like this in your day to day life. just say that you do.

    thank you for putting words to everything we long to express. love you my friend.

    • Holly

      Oh Megan, I’m afraid I do not speak like this in my day to day life. Most of the time, it feels as if my speech is bumbling, at best. But that is why I prefer writing. It’s like listening twice. First, to the thoughts swirling in my head and second, to those emerging from my heart.
      Thank you for your generous words.

  • Lisha Epperson

    The glory of an exhale…and then there is today…and the breath of new hope. This was beautiful Holly!

    • Holly

      Thank you, Lisha. Let’s help remind each other how to breathe, okay?

  • Siki Dlanga

    I don’t know what you sound like Holly but I absolutely loved the rhythm in every single line! I could hear you reciting it.

    What a gorgeous creation that ripples with the grace it so eloquently offers!

    The Folds of Grace is beautiful. I love that you are a soul drowning in grace 🙂 what beauty!

    The last line were particularly my favourite favourite favourite!

    “and light a hundredfoldshimmering with the poignant hue
    of a grace drenched love
    and I throw open the window
    to breathe it in”

    what perfection.
    Of course I am delighted that SheLoves does poetry! 🙂

  • pastordt

    Lovely, Holly. Thank you.

  • Really beautiful, Holly. You have such a gift…

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