seeing the graces...{thank you}

coming over a bridge, slowly creeping in traffic, that i normally try to avoid...

i see it first through the passenger side window...

then i feel its warmth and morning glow.

a grace experienced because i traveled by a different way,

a grace given in the midst of waiting in traffic.

 a grace received, as always, that i did not deserve nor expect.

it is a good day.