The Power of Prayer
It can heal all of us you know.
To believe is the truest richness;
For money cannot even save a billionaire,
That is the reality of mortal existence.
Our knees are the fastest road to paradise.
To run into oblivion is the slowest torture;
I'd rather fly spirit to that heaven waiting,
Knowing some of you know what I really mean.
So, quicker than thought I may be saying goodbye,
Yet I sincerely believe I'll be seeing you soon.
My dear angels of this life joining me in the light;
This best smile will be there to greet all of you.
If it weren't for my pride I'd beg you to come hold me.
Those embraces you've offered so many times I do now need;
I think I saw the end of my road when I awoke this morning,
Hoping last prayers will be answered with the face of my Rebecca.
© 2014 Robert William Gruhn A.R.R.
Copyright © Robert Gruhn | Year Posted 2014
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