I felt you move,

I could not mistake it.

The room was quiet,

My limbs oddly still.

The dark called to peace

All that needed to rest.

The news wasn’t breaking;

Neon lights did not flash.

The earth beneath me

Fell short of quaking

My body did not shake.

But my heart

Oh, my heart

How it all shifted;

How it pulled the lonely,

The scared, the uncertain

From my veins.

And placed them on an altar

Draped in lace and love.

Your peace for my pain,

Your wisdom for my wounds,

Your comfort for my chaos,

Your wonder for the world’s.

My breath slowed;

My body sank.

My eyes fell closed

Once more.

And when the morning sun

Played Amazing Grace,

On the tips

Of her taunting rays,

I stretched my arms

Above my head,

And sang quite out of tune:

How sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me.