A Prayer Still remains
I begin each day with thoughts of thee
There is no rush with this Love, yet time quickens it’s pace
Oh Morning Breeze
I lay my head down dreaming- thy bronze shining face!
The strings of my heart still sing for you
Taking silk cloth over, wrapping it tightly
Attempting to stop the lips within my chest from serenading your names
Everyone can hear..
I’ve muffled it from the ears of their understanding
Descending to a place where other people forget
Yet
This prayer still remains
Perhaps it’s all I’ve ever had..