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Almost Like a Prayer

I stood upon a cloud of joy A breeze blew through my hair I felt the gift of total bliss And didn't have a care Something deep within my soul Had found an open door I entered in the room of love And danced across the floor I thought to me that this must be The place to find the throne But then I looked around and saw That I was all alone Angelic voices called to me To move throughout the mist Their song was like a beacon And I felt my heart was kissed Suddenly I saw the sun And everything was clear I knew that all I heard was true And that is why I'm here I sit upon the greenest grass I feel a certain calm I take a memory from my past And hold it in my palm I look at what I've done in life To gain a place in line I measure all my efforts And compare them with my time I wonder what I could have said To help a friend in need I wonder what I could have done To help a growing seed I ponder this and so much more While drifting on a breeze I seek to find some comfort That will put my mind at ease When suddenly a caravan Of angels come my way They stop to resurrect me And they carry me away I take the life and move along To find a better me To walk and pray and love each day For all eternity If ever I should feel the need To find my way again I'll fold my hands and close my eyes And call upon my friend Rockman

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 5/1/2011 12:59:00 PM
Blessings to you for sharing this inspirational poem with us. Glad your fingers didn't stop. Keep on writing!! Karen
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Date: 4/19/2011 1:39:00 PM
This is amazing! I know what it means....you were enveloped in the Grace of God as your fingers breezed across the keys. This is going in my faves! Thank you, Ellen <3
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