Prayer For All Souls Poem by Steven Federle

Prayer For All Souls



Fill me with your
sacred fire.

I long to rise from
this moldering pyre,
but I'm trapped
under a dying sun.

Your love
is just beyond my reach,
and sight fails

as I falter,
and back
to basic earth
fall.

O, lift me
with your mighty hand
and once again
I'll live.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011
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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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