My Prayer;
Of utter despair;
ceding not, yet interceding,
My Prayer; Of meeting you there,
Between heart & mind,
In all sweetness affined;
my prayer; never receding,
My Prayer;
a promise of full grace & glare,
through nights of lament & pleading,
That you’ll leave the veil behind,
With seeing, gift me: a blind,
My Prayer; I’m all conceding,
for having lost you mid-air,
My Prayer; Thou art most kind,
Compelled, then, I, to unwind;
to forfeit my flow & my flare,
Of all—I am at most needing,
To you: My Peace, My Beloved; My Prayer,..
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