WILL TO PRAY

How can I pray

Amidst so many visions

Of the world

And my place in it?

Dreams we conjure

For good and ill;

Around needs and desires

Perceived and real;

Hearing everything

But always returning

To Christ-speak:

Not mine, but Thy Will

Be done.

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DEAD RUN

All men are better

Than the best of us

In death;

Because their need

To live another day

Is done:

And the race,

No matter what the finish,

Win or lose;

Is no longer anxious challenge

But has been run.

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WINNING PLANS

We all laughed and loved

And plotted and planned

For a little while;

And sometimes

The rules we broke

Were counted more as sins;

But we knew deep in our hearts

That we were just passing time

Until we danced around the Truth

That always wins.

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NO PETS

Nothing lasts forever,

Though we cling

Like we are gods

To the pleasures

Of the moment

More like pigs

Or cats and dogs,

While we lose

Our eternal vision

For a string of

Hugs and nods.

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STOLEN PEACE

Take from me what you want

I am trying my excess to lose;

And tis better that I rest

In the peace that I have

And permit you

Your heart’s desire to choose.

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