On the Wings of Prayer
A spiritual light kept out of sight.
Too quiet to be heard.
The wings of love could not be spread.
On this fearful little bird.
Silently, the prayer was heard by only it's own ear.
As hope was slowly washed away.
By the pain within a tear.
A meek request is this bird's best.
To try and stop the rain.
It's fearful faith has failed the test.
As it slowly starts to wane.
Where can you go when you don't know?
How to connect with God.
You feel so lost and powerless.
That life just feels so odd.
I'm asking for your prayer's my friend's.
To get my message through.
Until my Robyn flies again.
I don't know what to do.
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