Paths Poem by rosalinda flores rosevoc

Dear God

In the fear of extinction, Your love
Regresses thoughts of giving up on hope and deliverance
You lift obstacles in our daily grind
Wherever we chase seasons
In the torches of marching children
Let us follow their ways of hope
May their benevolent aspirations and truth,
Give joy to our hearts
We lay our paths to you -
As we catch the sweet breath of dawn
As we wait for the tender night wind.
O God, may Your highways become venerable
salient and free. Temples in mountains
To the healing seas, we should not break.
Bright kingdoms, may they come to us,
With our real hands, and Your Holy Spirit!
Guard with St Michael and holy angels
Signals and wires that go blinking

All these, dear God, bind our time.
All these, dear God, in Your grace.
All these, dear God in Your love.


Send O Lord holy apostles into Your church!