In Your Darkest Hour Poem by Mark Heathcote

Like a star in your darkest hour
That is what He channels through all of us
With every breath bound you are.
Are His star-crossed lovers on His star-crossed axis?

Like a star in your darkest hour
He is the light shining on them folds of mist
That climbs in the clouds cling like a suit
Worn like a sun on you, never just to coexist.

Like a star in your darkest hour
He's the nighttime evening primrose
Flowering on until the dew just for you
That is what He channels through as all blind faith knows.