A Prayer.
It's a simple thing really,
Like a tiny message
That we bottle up and
Send into the Universe.
We can pray for love, or joy
Or simply for our sorrows
To end.
Today I was told that
Now is the time to
Leave behind my past
And begin again.
Can you imagine a gift so sweet?
So as I stood in a candle lit room
Full of peace, I prayed.
I sent my prayer out into
The cosmos.
I can only hope that in time,
It will be answered.
-M. Spear
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 5:27 PM UTC
A Prayer.
It's a simple thing really,
Like a tiny message
That we bottle up and
Send into the Universe.
We can pray for love, or joy
Or simply for our sorrows
To end.
Today I was told that
Now is the time to
Leave behind my past
And begin again.
Can you imagine a gift so sweet?
So as I stood in a candle lit room
Full of peace, I prayed.
I sent my prayer out into
The cosmos.
I can only hope that in time,
It will be answered.
-M. Spear
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