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My Prayer
To let me rove just once again To feel the silver sighing rain, And let me wander one more time To watch the heavens as they climb, Is all that I can ask of you For there is so much more to do, So many things of treasured worth Before I leave this precious earth. To let my spirit wander free Across the land, across the sea, To let reflected beauty glow Within my soul’s eternal flow, Is all that I can want from you For you and I were always true, So many prayers lost in the rain Until they wander back again. To let the love I have inside Keep blossoming, and never hide, So many wondrous souls I’ve known So often as I’ve been alone, I felt their touch becalming me And closed my eyes so I could see Each face that waits along the way Each smile that shines, each Prayer they say. To wait until the sun goes down Until the sunlit days all drown In liquid golden evensong Upon that hill where I belong, Where faces wait in patient lines For every feeling life defines, Until they all meet up again Beyond the realms of grief and pain…
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