A Prayer

Sometimes I want to pray But I am afraid I am not worthy of prayer Sometimes I am even more afraid That I have no belief in prayer Can I look into the purest source of light And ask for rebirth of my soul ? Can one man who has so many faults, Who had let so many people down Look into the eye of God and talk to him? I close my eyes and suddenly I see his smile and I realize The translation of my mistakes And the mysteries that only God can interpret His answers are simple and clear To all people, all nations of the world In my heart of hearts, in my own secret empire I hear, see and know that he understands And forgives