Prayer Wish

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A poem about my faith, and my soul searching.

Prayer Wish

The white and red rose
sprout up like infinity,
ever changing,
but always there.

I take a wish upon it,
a bit coyish and frantic...
I blossom into
soft velvet petals.

Reaching for the stars,
grasping for the sun,
the heat radiating;
my inner soul searching.

I wait for my wish.
I visualize...comtemplate it.
The sound of it lingers,
My heart beats loudly.

And there before me,
my wish has come true.
I can see it before my eyes -
I sprouted up to my dreams.

Your dreams can come true.
Wish upon your heart's desire.
Ask for your heart's treasures,
and unravel like a flower

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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