The risk we take
when our hearts open...

For me a burning, for those I cannot rescue or protect,
revenge is not mine, but thought
a cool water for burning, a necessity
for bitter valor.

No vision to cover malice,
no grace to ease intent
in my heart and hands.

I wish for God`s power for one moment,
and shudder at the thought of having it....

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"Grace always pours from a closing wound"