Prayer Flare

"Let it Rain..."

Sheep Gazing, Deeply Amazing

Here it comes,
I see the sadness receding,
The heat pulsing through my cracked thumbs,
Yet it seems the darkness is ever impeding,
So I pray that you, my father, would wash it all away,
That these days will be last in the winter of my discontent,
For I wish not to be caught up in the meaning less high school fray,
I’m still wondering where all this time went,
I’m looking forward,
Yet happy in the place I was called,
No longer hiding behind glasses, books, and a hood,
Watching this world fall; appalled,
Scanning the hopeful horizon,
Like that shepherd boy playing his lone harp on a hilltop,
God once heard his cries and,
Came to his aid and was his rock,
Even when he one day strayed,
And as he fell to his knees in despair,
Angels of heaven were not far and they prayed,
Until he felt Abba’s mercy from his strongest tendon to the weakest fiber in his hair,
I pray for my deliverance from this world that is caving,
I ask that your sons and daughters you would forgive,
Souls I pray to be constantly saving,
Thats what it truly means to live...