I wrote a poem that I posted on my other blog. Since it is (partly) a prayer for Athan, it seems appropriate to include it here:
Mark 9:24 (for the Venables and Athan)
a bird by-
tip of branch
in tip of beak;
i search sky-
ink in hand
to write or speak
words?
my son sleeps-
unaware
of heart's pale beat;
my friends weep-
spent eyes there.
in need we seek
prayer.
clouds roll through-
sun and shade,
so faith and fear;
seeking You
words evade.
be Healer near
please
2 comments:
really like this verse. felt it. jd
Nice.
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