Prayer

Oh Lord! Listen to our hearts Battered and bruised in life's race Years passing by, in the blink of an eye Our hands are now full, now empty Give us another chance, regrets be past Let us gather the lilies mistakenly dropped Oh Lord! Make the rising sun a gentle one For every soul that has stood the test of time From moments to years, the tide has turned The gone is gone, the lost is lost for sure Tick, tick! No stopping the hands of clock Let us cruise along, with the flow of song Fast is the wheel that rolls along The track is spread, to eyes sharp Let us go on, weary feet notwithstanding Time beckons and the engine whistles Aboard a new ship, shining and bright A new year ahead, sorrows behind. Nosheen Irfan © 2015