A Grain

Now I'll say I'm sorry. I never
invited you to my home or broke
the silence with my heart.

The rest of my life has been
an argument of then and now,
good and evil; I never learned to
greet the light with peace or joy.

I'm sorry that I let the mirrors
confuse me, the darkness claim me,
the mysteries of love confine me.

What is now near unrecognizable
is asking, more in sorrow than in
anger, for a single grain of faith.

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