As the night’s
dark chill
settles down upon me
enveloping me
in cold silence
the stillness
reflects back
all that I should have said
all that I should have done
echoing my brokenness
reminding me
of my imperfections
haunted by my own humanity
I find solace in prayer
clinging to hope
searching for fragments
of my divinity
~Robert Van Valkenburgh
How can embracing our imperfections through prayer lead us to a deeper understanding of our divine nature and hope amidst our struggles?
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