MARYANN BOSAH

From the darkness, rays shined out,
Where storms of adversity once had clout.
Grace emerged like a beacon of light,
Illuminating  the darkest of night .

  The heart jumped up in celebration
  As our spirits accepted the ordination
  Of the graces that remain forever sweet
   Whispering melodies that takes its seat.

    So, through trials with fearless might,
  Grace’s shines through as a guiding light
   Showering blessings that cannot be denied
   As heavenly blessings  are constantly applied.