Until No Dross Remains

Learning to lean into loss
Let me fall and softly land
Upon a deep pillow of grace
Let no lesson yet remain
Let the free fall be enough
Catch me with gentle wonder and
Delight.

Leaving behind every ruse 
Let my life this witness bear
Upon dark acceptance of grief
Let sorrow ebb and end
Let my lasting tribute be
Hands cupping forgiveness like a
Chalice.