A Ragged Prayer: May 2019
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I pray for a tender light
That will reveal hidden realms of beauty.
I pray for a change
In the absurd, arbitrary order of things.
I pray for healing summer rain,
In an arid age where flowers of Truth cannot grow.
I pray for you in your last desperate hours:
Now that faith and conscience are dead... so much is left unsaid.
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