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Grace
by Andrew Gadd


I am the wish and nothing more.
This is not a window but a door.
As the light from darkness,
I illuminate all that was before.
I am with you, you are with me.
We are not alone but together,
You and I, the two of us.

I do not fear the sight, for it is not with my eyes that I see.
Close yours and you will find me, I will be there, you will be found.

Frozen in the desert, without water in the oceans, without air in the sky.
There’s no place that is not my place, and that place,
Above, below or between, is my corner, my resting place, my home.

I have found you after all,
To stay beside you at this hour,
After all others have gone.

For others to know, they must first wish.
But if their heart is not true,
Then this journey they can not take.

You have made yours and come to me.
By searching for me, I have found you.
May Grace befall you, so be of good heart,
For the good, if it is you, then it is yours.

All is not lost the day begins ...
This poem is the intellectual property of Andrew Gadd.