Poetry (not mine ....) Archives ~ The Grace Between

Five

“When I consider all your work, the trimConsumption fusion makes of hydrogenIn constellations without number, thenReflect on orbits scattered at your whim,Each mathematically sure and prim,Or think of suns and moons not seen by men,Of space in light-years raised...

Batter My Heart

A continuous prayer . . . Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for youAs yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bendYour force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.I, like an usurp’d town...

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