Prayer To The One

I shallow call thee,

my Lord I’m gone.

Making every turn,

hopefully the one.

I string burn ends,

try to keep together,

the weight I want I

gone as if a feather.

Lord my call is up,

lift me unto a star.

So bright will blind

here me I bear scar.

Is it only you Lord,

for why did I come

to where my soul is

broken and undone?

Shall I dance dearly

as melodies clearly

strike me just silly,

I try to love fiercely.


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