when all has come to pass and there is much to do of nothing
i look towards the orbs above and seek somebody loving
yet with each passing moment i dip further into doubt
the bottomless sea of dark from which i can’t climb out
in a world made from nothing but words, from a breath that overflows
all i know about it is its weight and curse, through my enemies and my foes
deliver me, o love, and bring again the radiance of your gaze into my life
that i may sit at your feet in humble adoration and trust you will rid me of my plight
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