Viktoria Grace
Viktoria Grace is a Slovak-American author, poet, teacher, and nurse whose work transforms personal wounds into sources of light, healing, and hope.
Born in Humenné, Slovakia (then Czechoslovakia), she later made her home in Texas. Her Slovak roots, faith, and life experiences have deeply shaped her heart, her purpose, and her voice. As a nurse, Viktoria has spent years walking alongside people during some of life's most vulnerable moments—experiences that strengthened her compassion and inspired her desire to bring comfort and encouragement to others through her writing.
Her debut poetry collection, Unthorned Rose: Healing Songs, Poems and Prayers, was born from her own journey through love, loss, divorce, motherhood, childhood memories, faith, and healing. Through poems, songs, and prayers, she explores what it means to carry life's thorns without allowing them to define us—and to discover that even our deepest wounds can become places of growth, grace, and beauty.
Unthorned Rose is for anyone who has carried silent pain, searched for hope in a difficult season, or needed the gentle reminder that healing is possible. Viktoria's words offer companionship along that journey and an invitation to rediscover faith, purpose, self-compassion, and love.
Today, her writing and work are guided by a simple purpose: to heal, inspire, and encourage others to rise—turning what hurt into what heals.
“May you bloom beyond every thorn.”
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A Note From My Heart
Welcome to Unthorned Rose. My hope is that these pages become more than simply a book you read, but a quiet place where you can pause, reflect, and perhaps see your own story in a new light.
Whether you come carrying heartache, searching for inspiration, or simply longing for a moment of peace, I hope Unthorned Rose reminds you that healing is possible, hope can be found even in difficult seasons, and beauty can bloom from the places that once hurt.
Take your time. Turn the page. Let the words meet you where you are.
May you bloom beyond every thorn.
Ink and Tears
My words go unheard, my voice without sound,
The more that I speak, the more they tear down.
They try to break me, they tell me to quit,
Spitting on my face with venom and grit.
So I step back, hold it deep in my mind,
Voices keep screaming, no peace do I find.
No one will listen, no one will see,
The weight of the silence crushing me.
Pages I fill with my secret pain,
Writing my darkness, healing my brain.
Pen in my hand, I mend every part,
Bleeding my sorrow, healing my heart.
Tears fall like rain, washing my cries,
When the ink is dry, I rise and I rise.
Breathing in deep, ready to stand,
Living my life by my own hand.
Write to Me
Poems begin as letters no one sent. Send me a question, a thought, or a few words from your heart. I’d love to hear from you.