
Growth. My story,
all I can give time, all I
can offer a twenty-eight
life. I was born when
the world was divided
by one. Vanity. The
guest at Eden.
My Mother
First blessed me
When I was a time old,
By the angel who spoke
With me on my way to
Destiny: Life. Peace.
Blessing beyond
Blessing. Sacredness.
Immunity. Heavenliness.
Immortality. And Eternity.
—Out of the reach of
The enemy!
Then I was left in the wings
of destiny; I moved through it
as through a dim cathedral, running
for Truth. I went
in the Way, with the Angel
unto whom the time was
appointed. —And
Wisdom, and Faith, fed me on my
way to heal a world
of a billion wounds. Transition
was my tradition. I sailed
frozen summers, scaled rivers,
and audited life’s oddities, waiting
for destiny’s touch that I may arise,
unmasked, to storm the world with Peace.
—Where my weakness ended
as strength, begins Divinity: my
night has died yesterday! now I will
rise, drink Light, conquer fear,
heal the sick, raise the dead, bless the poor …
and
plunge the world into peace—yet not I.
Recommended citation: Achodo, David. “My Night Ended Last Night.” Dachodo Press, 2026.
This poem is archived by Zenodo, with DOI: https://doi.org/10.5281/zenodo.21227586
This is an auto-spiritual narrative poem that traces a twenty-eight-year journey from birth in a fractured, vanity-marked world to the embrace of a transformative, peace-bearing vocation. Framed by maternal blessing and angelic guidance, the poet moves in the winds of destiny through dim, cathedral-like horizons where Wisdom and Faith serve as sustaining companions. Continuous transition becomes the poet’s defining tradition, shaping a subjectivity that is both vulnerable and resilient. A pivotal conversion emerges in which weakness turns into strength, inaugurating immersion into divinity characterized by healing, courage, and radical commitment to a wounded world. Yet the poem closes by disavowing egoic ownership of this unparalleled vision (i.e., “plunge the world into peace—yet not I”), offering a poetics of calling that resists vanity while declaring a profoundly ethical, world-healing agent rooted in grace rather than self.
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