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Prayer

I don't know how to reach you

my darling

as you suffer & self-destruct

-- & so I turn to prayer.

I can't re-arrange this

I can't soften this

I can't solve this

--& so I turn to prayer.

How do I pray my darling?

Waves & waves of love,

waves & waves of forgiveness,

waves & waves of hope.

Oh may these waves reach you

my darling

& wash over you

with blessings fresh as the new morning.

My wishes dissipate in the wind

-- & so I turn to prayer.

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Comments

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Wed 30th Nov 2022 09:18

You put that very well.

If you'll excuse me, it sounds very much like:
The Serenity Prayer.
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
courage to change the things I can,
and wisdom to know the difference

I struggle daily to follow that advice.

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Caro

Tue 29th Nov 2022 23:47

Definitely felt like this before...& so I turn to prayer.

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