the sky is inclined to darkness
when the sun vacates westward
below the horizon, like water poured
down the drain, leaving less.
LORD, incline not my dusky heart
toward the evil around, so prevalent
but, chiefly, within (my soul malevolent).
Shepherd, impel shadows to depart!
SON, do not vacate the space, within
but illumine my dingy heart again.
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