I am no saint
but I could try
To shape
your name
with my lips
To whisper divine
Sacraments to you
It’s not futile
To believe we come
From this one
inimitable force
that governs our souls
as long as we
can fathom
the intangible
we can mirror
the love in all things
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 10:52 PM UTC
I am no saint
but I could try
To shape
your name
with my lips
To whisper divine
Sacraments to you
It’s not futile
To believe we come
From this one
inimitable force
that governs our souls
as long as we
can fathom
the intangible
we can mirror
the love in all things
