Saturday, January 31, 2009

Is this all that we've left
After all the prayers have been said.
Perhaps it's too much for asking
Even as i wonder, my soul has fled.
There is a distinct place I remember
Wise in it's grace
It lent it's grace to actions
And it's passage as time migrated.
As the arkship drew closer,
the pages of the book sped by.
Those prayers got us thus far
Did we ask for at the beginning of time

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