Night Prayer Poem by Eric Cockrell
Night Prayer
we forget how great a gift every moment is...
we all have problems, have worries, and walk the fine
line between joy and despair....
but tonight, let's lay it all down, and walk in the moment.
they tell you prayer is a lot of things,
but i think prayer is the gratitude that feels,
that absorbs the good and the bad,
that drinks sorrow, and dances.
i have never been more alive than i am right now.
i am fire, i am darkness, i am sin, i am redemption.
without grasping, i am free...
no matter what comes, no matter the battle...
this body does not hold who i am.
who am i? I am you!
Really really love it. Most people think they are hard done by, but if they just stopped for a minute and really looked at what they had, then they would see that they had everything they need. But a lot of people won't stop and look they just want more. A really fantastic poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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there is a great need for more people to risk facing their fear of being still, for more people to embrace silence, to swim in oceans of thoughts, to make peace with a moment, accept all that is and might be, then sow the distilled essence of all they can be, into every possible positive moment in their lives, accepting blessings in small ordinary gifts daily, love of family friends the helpful stranger, which money cannot buy