Quiet nights can be so loud
Continual replay of regrets echo each breath we take
Gasping for air, never able to exhale,
we try to fall asleep
But, the wish I's
I should have's
If I only's, drum loud
Night sweats, extreme insomnia, and surreal delineations almost take over
Until, suddenly, the loud nightly quietness of life's past comes to hiatus
We remember, we've deposited divulgence, along the way
some gewgaw
some dinkum
Most importantly, our petitions for forgiveness - Jehovah God, heard them all
Then, the loudness of quiet pillows to a heavenly balance
We rest in the sweetness of divine pardon, grace, and solace
Copyright: #ShiraGarnett, #CareFormsPoetry
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