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Contemplative Prayer

CONTEMPLATIVE PRAYER

Sin
Like rain
Drumming

Causes me
To feel
Prayful

So, with
Veneration
And dragon
Fierceness

I spiritually
Fly
Inside,

Through the
Vastness
Of the galaxy,

Leaving behind
A crowd
Of sorrows

And stars
Begin to
Burn

Beginning
To feel
Dawn dew
Air,

Remembering
Harmless
Paper napkin
Ghosts.

I look
At my
Red heart
Pulse

Encountering
A fountain
Of Jesus’ blood.

I am aware
Of a weak
Force of evil

In rising oceans
And eyes
Like furnace
Doors.

I whisper
A hymn
Like a hex

And watch
Evil being
Locked in a coffin

Not covered
With roses,

And for
Awhile I feel
The pull
Of Divinity

And the
Temptation
Of sin

So I watch
A green sun
On the
Meadow

Of tears

While darkness
Spills
Across
The sky line.

But now,
I move
Into peace

Entering
A serene
City by the sea

As an
Angel
Locks
The door

Of the prison

Of blackness.

I am free.

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