The Prayer
An old man, grayed, glasses off
is praying at his soup.
A small apple and stale bread is near by,
his interlocked fingers are the proof...
That God does exist,
and his presence is clearly found;
By the quietness of the prayer,
and absence of all sound.
"Please lord bring peace,
to all I loved before.
Heal and bless them,
from every door to door."
With the ending of the prayer, the man ate his food,
One delicious bite at a time, in a spiritual mood.
Saturday, October 2, 2021
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