For whenever it gets dark.

Forever grateful, for all that I find, 
some-days I rhyme in anger,
other days I find reason, after giving some time.
Alone we are in this journey,
all of us, fighting our own wars.
Lucky the ones among us who find,
someone to call their own.
Someone to make memories of time with
Whatever god you may believe in, loves you
or if you chose not to believe in a god at all.
There is something divine about our will.
We may never decipher it.
That isn't our purpose.
But to act through this divinity
and let the divine act through us 
is all.
We can only give, solve, love and laugh.
May we be reminded, 
of this light inside of us, for
whenever it gets dark.
-Gratitude.
Christmas Eve, London 2018