Who Prays For The Writers?

D Denis Martindale Denis Martindale
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Right now, somebody is praying, To end your writer's block, To complete your long delaying Still ticking on the clock. You have words remaining hidden, As if not close-at-hand, Yet some thoughts must come unbidden, To help you understand. For writing comes to those who wait With patience now and then, Not to the ones who hesitate, Who fumble once again. The time will come, your time will come, Faith grows in silence, too, Faith does not need to bang a drum, To prove itself to you. Fresh dreams still fly within the mind, As butterflies above, Until you leave them all behind When new thoughts are enough. So manage every precious thought, And focus on the best, Discarding others as you ought, So greatness gets expressed. Your discipline must set the tone, Before you stake your claim, Though prayers mean you are not alone, Just play the waiting game. Denis Martindale. April 2021.

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