A LITTLE PRAYER
She said « a little word to God is a prayer »
To the rays of light in prospect, she thought she was aware
She looked up to the sky and stared,
Nothing made her as much assured,
except that in her heart despair was no where
she’s always believed in a better tomorrow,
unbreakable when broken under storms, shallow
yet, holding on to her hopes mellow
Clinging to her dreams she thought foreshadow
A sign from God they were meant to follow
She prayed for a while to reach for them just like an arrow
Following its direction never falls, never fades into the distance
Like a sphinx, Like a phoenix reborn from its ashes in its persistence
To go on living, firm and determined in its insistence
As such she was! Still devout, still devoted to her vision
Never giving up on it, no rescission!
She believes in God as she believes in it, no derision!
She said “« a little word to God is a prayer, it’s out of question!»
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