Grace
                                              seeking even scant refuge
                                                  from a searing August Wednesday
                                                    only a week away from theory . . .
                                              deeper thoughts than summer allows
                                                  wed me to a wider stage,
                                                    beyond the careful constructs
                                                       of delicate blueprints
                                               built for understanding,
                                                   but failing to drink in the very scent of life . . .
                                             finally forsaking the arrogance
                                               that ever let me believe
                                                  in guarding your dreams--
                                            and accepting at last
                                               the grace of fragility . . .