Understanding is the birth of love

I told my wish into the dark

teach me how to listen

to hear the voice that is truth

the voice that speaks

between the spaces of my words

Teach me grace

not to beg for love’s return

but to be granted the grace to give it

Teach me how to walk

barefoot through my friend’s storm

and call it my own

For what is grace

if not the courage to see

beyond the mirror of my needs

to reach and keep reaching

So I told my wish into the dark

teach me to understand is to love

and to love

is to finally understand