The Way of Grace
When this life was newly made,Dripping wet with wild dew,
I hung from the tree - as earth trembled.
I have climbed the sky and eaten
Fruit from the realm of Paradise.
I have walked back and forth
Across widened pages of an ancient age ..
( with Gods whispering in my ear )
I have gone to and fro with Demons
Clawing my back, stealing .. every word.
I have seen love - and I have been rage.
“Everything is Holy.
Everything transcends salvation
In the end. To beat my chest ..
stare down Destiny - And swing.”
Fear nothing save
the self’s heart-inherent flame •
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