A Simple Dialogue Prayer
I
I see the arrow of your prayer
is pulled taught in your bow,
ready to be let fly.
Let it go then.
Hold back no more the
deep hope of your heart.
Speak then! I wait.
II
Oh, if it were possible,
I would shoot my words
only at Your truth,
But too many desires
for far lesser things,
have thrown off my aim.
I am dulled by them.
I have grown week.
Help me, Master!
I am lost and wish
only to be found.
Guide my steps, Lord,
back into the Garden.
Give me your grace
That I might come home.
III
Come, then, My beloved.
Keep your eyes on Me.
You will never lose The Way.
by Dan Doyle
Dan Doyle is a retired professor of English and Humanities. He taught 13 years at the high school level and 22 years at the university level. He spends his time now babysitting his granddaughter. He is a poet and a blogger as well. Dan holds an AA degree in English Literature, a BA in Comparative Literature, and an MA in Theology. To read more of Dan’s work, click here.
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