- Roger Cubicciotti
- Jun 1, 2022
- 1 min read
Divine Grace
deep at night when i hurt the most
divine grace comes
when it's called upon least
and i find myself
alone for the first time again
and night hath fallen
prey to the light that cometh
only when darkness lifts
the spirits above the afterglow
that lingers beneath the dawn
of angels i know nothing
more than i need to leave behind
closed minds and warm comforters
for the soul to seek new meaning
lost in thoughtless wonder
deeper at night when i have nothing
more than us
to lose and to wind in the sails
of dreams last dreamt when you and i awaited
the same momentum

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