"...And Then Came Grace."

rising in the morning
feeling as a dog to its
own mess

only to flick on the screen
clicking shuffle

the first song
and it’s title

instantly
reminding me

there’s always love

even as the house
i built in sand

falls

and falls
greatly and completely

my own words hum lowly
in my ears

i’m drowning in a sinking sea
no buoyancy to keep me afloat
and my dead weight pulls me down

i still find myself surprised
when i’m pulled ashore

again.

hacking up that familiar dark fluid

You’re still standing over me
love exuding from your existence.
and that strange gravity

feeling as though
everything is slowly sloped towards You
almost as if even the inanimate and lifeless objects yearn
to be near..
even the world itself shifts its gravity to You.

and now
i see something i didn’t see before

the dark festering pool
of thick liquid
i coughed up

shrinks like a sponge
as clear, clean water seeps out
and begins trickling

towards You

running towards You.

and the black spot
no longer liquid
begins to crack
and crumble

into dust
and blows away
into nothing

in this moment
of observation

realization continues
to dawn on me

and i now know

i’m still worth saving
as Your love surrounds me

again.
and again