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Prayer is a searching thing

  • 16-04-2024 06:48AM
    #1
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1


    Prayer is sailor thrown on the rocks of a lonesome island.
    Dark empty night surrounding.-How can I be?
    Eyes & ears strained into the blackened silence. How can I be?
    Circle, circle, circle this broken island place
    weary sailor trudging not finding any face.
    Finger ends are stretching for a meanings place.
    Cried loud, cried louder unto the silent sky and in the silence waiting he knew he could not die.
    And in the waiting silence a spark did light a trace, believing that indeed he has his place.

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