
At This Hour
In this sentence
the beautiful irony
hidden beyond
laughter and tears
awakens to find reason
and faith
In this sentence
the poverty
of our spirit
is revealed in its
lack of identification
In this moment
when fear resists
the urge to stay
and hold a hand
as the sands
keep watch
In this sentence
The one given
to the one being taken
Is the answer
to the greatest question
In this doorway
Will you not stand
with me?
Even through
my darkest night?
In this moment
all I have to give
is the time allotted
Will you not share
from your abundance?
In this sentence
find the courage
that it challenges
us to find
and be my strength
in this sentence
at this hour
of my death
(Final week of May 2021)
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