A saving grace

What is it
I don't know
Something that I wrote
Not by my own might
Not in my own mastery
There is this voice that I follow
That whispers to me 
And says 'Don't keep secrets to yourself, share them with others and do it the most when your heart struggles'
So in that way I bless
In the urge to confess
Through a thing called 'a poem'
And a saving grace.