A SUMMER SEASON POEM/PRAYER IN PROCESS
I prayed again today, I pray to pray.
I heard the voice of our/my creator, I'm happy to say.
The day seems to bring more brightness, clearness and more happiness now.
The night brings more hope of the same, no need to think of how.
I'm waiting upon the Lord more, not less, I pray to say again.
I also pray to sing a new song of hope, love, joy, but please, not sin.
This summer is a delightful experience for me in the process.
In the process of assessing, accessing, and ceasing of sinfulness.
The premortal, mortal and yet to know fully immortal part about me.
Is so much prayed about on my behalf for me to see.
And for me to hear, since I have ears to hear with today.
The Lord is a marvelous being to behold, I pray.
He is so very blessed by those whom He wants to behold as Gods unto Himself.
A place to be where there isn't any theft.
That's a place to want to dwell for eternity.
A place where the word love is heard and prayed about along with serenity.
Serenity of my soul is mine to know mostly.
And I pray I can pray with Heaven today about the word coastly.
Like sands on the seashores are the miracles in numbers upon and about the Earth.
Pour out more of those blessed ones upon me I pray, even from my birth.
This is another Summer Season I'm in the process of experiencing now.
With swimming comes the need to wear a bikini and not look like a real, literal sow.
But looking like a female human with the 36/26/36 measurements seems to bring me joy.
Joy without sinfulness that Heaven will condemn me for not bless me or my little boy.
After all, with God comes hope about the future of Seasons yet to come and pass.
And myself still being alive and well on this planet to pray about the price of gas.
To be alive and know the Sun will shine on the good and prays about the word good.
The sunshine feels so good even as I stood.
Thank God we have the technoligies we have in these last days I pray to say.
The sunscreen lotions/potions are a treasure for me this summer and again today.
This summer season I'm in the process of experiencing is lovely for me to behold.
And pray to be numbered amongst the meek ones, not the sinfulness of the bold.
This summer season isn't going to be the death me I pray to pray.
Oh, contrare, I can pray to be alive forever unto a God that is in the process of doing that.
So, this summer season will end and no tragidies will have come and gone as I sat.
Not for me personally anyway I pray today.
This, another summer season, is going to continue on with the heat of summer sunshine.
I am going to swim a few more times and toss another watermelon rind.
I am going to pray about my future and about how I stood.
The sunshine feels good, the water feels good, the happiness from Heaven feels good.
But, still there's sadness in my soul.
Sadness of forlornness can take it's toll.
But prayers of gladness can also be astoundingly helpful.
To combat the forlornness effects upon my soul is hopeful.
That this Summer Season is closer to perfection in existence.
As long as a perfect God is @ the helm of hearing my prayers without resistance.
This summer season is being lived and is in the process of having an ending.
But I will still be in the process of living yet more seasons, more mending.
The sunshine feels good along with the water of life.
Which is flowing unto me so freely without strife.
Along with the ability to be alive in this process of this Summer Season in my life.
By Brenda G. Radford (C)Summer 2010
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