Patti Masterman


To Pray, Become The Prayer - Poem by Patti Masterman

I pray on the mountains, to the new day;
Pray for vision prerequisite to peace,
Though I see far clouds on the misty horizon-
All is beauty, that I survey.

I pray for days, in the mountain's grace,
With visions stirring, in peace complete;
Cloudless visions, unspeared by time-
And beauty rarely seen by mind.

I am the mountain-shading day;
My dense shadow true stability is:
The clouds must go round my pointed face,
And nothing hides from my highest space.


Comments about To Pray, Become The Prayer by Patti Masterman

  • (12/24/2011 3:47:00 PM)


    A really nice poem Patti............. (Report) Reply

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  • (12/24/2011 2:55:00 PM)


    your spirit flies in this one. awesome job! (Report) Reply

  • Miroslava Odalovic (12/23/2011 11:28:00 AM)


    I like it when you sing the world back into harmony. This is a great poem. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 22, 2011



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