Freeing My Prayers Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Freeing My Prayers
There's an empty echo hanging in the atmosphere,
not giving an answer to my prayers.
They are just staying there between heaven and
earth.
Not getting through the thick fog, wanting to
soar, but are unable to.
Turning to light a candle, watching it's wisps
rise suddenly, freeing my prayers.
Now they are on their way to God in heaven with
no ties binding them to earth.
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