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Grace Within Grace

In a dark cold night of the soul
I linger on the impossible God
In blindness and hopelessness
Everything becomes terrors
In frustration and desperation
Love and forgiveness are unreachable
In this dark night that I pray
For the warm sunshine to come into my room window
For the flower out there to survive through the night
For the heart here to rest gently in the storm

Faith is wavering, but only requires to wait
Love is too ideal, but mere acceptance with nothing in return
Freedom is nonexistence, except in grace
Grace is everything, but the most in suffering
Suffering never ends, so grace never not flowing.

In the night I keep praying…

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