Thought of the day
headed nowhere, floundering in the dark ~
yet in dungeons of despair, glows God’s spark
if we’d connect with the source, use no force ~
the code of love is written not in morse
simply bend down low, God will do the rest ~
breath by breath, we are by divine grace blessed
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