Leaning against the wall,
voice hushed,
lips move with each prayer bead she lets go
- each bead strung together in unison
as she is with her Lord.
With Peace,
slightly swaying to the rhythm of
her words, her praises, and her prayers.
She is perfect in her solitude.
Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 11:08 PM UTC
Leaning against the wall,
voice hushed,
lips move with each prayer bead she lets go
- each bead strung together in unison
as she is with her Lord.
With Peace,
slightly swaying to the rhythm of
her words, her praises, and her prayers.
She is perfect in her solitude.
