Grit to rise at dawn each day, a grace from God above
Helps us stand above ourselves in God’s grace and love.
Conquering space and time in quests of peace and life
God is near, he'd rule and heal, mend all jagged strife.
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I love you in all shapes of formlessness,
in spectacles of dust; in all those inexplicable times and exuberant times my knees bend to plead above, for mercy and a heart similar to what God believes of us.
I rage in my vacuum, but God’s kindess melts every sharp edge I have grown in me, lights every flame of my genes...
Unleashed by the Holy Spirit, in God’s breath of love, I have taken worlds on my back, the unbearable dusk, sun and moon and stars carving beauty in my breath to yours...
My heart is one with you. Let it be one with you, in unseeing acceptance of moments of grace. I am not on a plinth, I am your lover. And you are my passion, a flaming heart of red, stuck in the mist of flowers forever pure in the misfits of my life.
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