I realized, just now, that I have a smile on my face.
In some way, unexplainable, my heavy burden seems
lifted, lighter, unimportant.
Are you the one who is praying for me?
I woke up with no brighter day before me than yesterday
No great, sonic boom of change had transformed
my cluttered life,
had sent my pain flying to the furthest
reaches of the universe, away from me.
Are you the one who has prayed for me?