A New Prayer - 2018 Poem by DM W

May snowflakes of Grace
Fall gently on battered, cryptic kingdoms.
May the denigrated Spirit stir
The misty realms of recollection.

May we discover the firm root,
And forget the weathered fruit or flower.
May we find solace in the sheltered flame,
And trace hope to the unbroken Word.

May we redeem the prodigal flesh
With the glistening bones of truth.
May we transcend idle distractions;
That disturb the pure pools of silence.

May we defy the skeletal chatter of cyberspace.
And resist its distorted shadows. May we resist
The constant cravings for a counterfeit light,
That brightly shines but cannot guide.
May we seek instead the blazing faith
That moves the moon and stars.

May those who reject the higher grounds of glory:
Who fervently weave wanton worlds of their own devising
Return to Light and relinquish cold domains of darkness.
May we still recognize Love amidst modern iniquities;
Amidst digital fragments; amidst obscure symbols;
Amidst fragile lullabies of the lost.