Peace, one and all…

All That I May Yet Become

You are the light of stars
shining into this benighted forest
of wayward thoughts and deeds.

You are a moon of hope.
Pearls of grace fall into these waiting hands
as tears of heaven into this earth-bound cave.

You are the warmth of hands,
holding in loving trust
all that I may yet become.

Abdur Rahman, 6th June 2008

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