prayers prayed in gratitude
a heart in mourning for past days
of love that's here, then gone away
the candle flickers with the breeze
rustling loudly through mesquite
flickering, making shadows loom
soft but stagnant in this room
what was the thing that brought me here?
what were the options laying my soul bare?
another day when it mattered much
out of reach and out of touch
and yet the grace that is foretold
lifting my heart, enlightening soul
all past loves now lay to rest
and journey out for their own quest
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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