O, Let the sparks fly!
Set ablaze, that’s
how I can best describe it.
with faith,
with trust,
with grace,
As the Hand of Saint
Michael – Five Pointed Star, raises me up and strikes me down,
forcing form, striking sparks.
From what? I do not
know.
To what end? I do not
know.
How does it begin? Now,
that I know.
It beings with trust.
It begins with grace.
Oh, and with sincerity!
As bright as sunlight
and deep as shadows.
That’s how it begins.
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