Prayer
We forgot to pray today,
Our mutual supplication,
Benefaction via genuflection,
The midweek start to day,
And we forgot to pray.
We forgot that perfection,
Become a broken situation,
That our human condition,
Was of our own volition,
And we forgot to pray.
We forgot that God's promise,
Was not to be controlling,
But in a relationship evolving,
That God needs constant permission,
But we forgot to pray.
We forgot to see the simple things,
The rise of sun and dimple things,
Birdsong on a frosty mourn,
The breath of life that does adorn,
And we forgot to pray.
So as we forgot to pray,
Dear God thank you for this day,
Thank you for all that we survey,
That we are fearfully but wondrously made,
And sorry we forgot to pray.
@Andrew Carnegie, Apologetic in Wiltshire, January 5th 2017.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Sir Andrew, Some people tend not to pray because they do not believe in prayers, , , .. But for me i always do have faith in a sincere prayers comes from the heart, , .. Your poem reveals truthfulness about prayer. Sincerely, diane
Dear Diane, thank you so much for taking the trouble to read and also feedback on my poem. The simple story behind it is my wife and I set up and then attended a local early morning busy prayer group in a local church. Initially it had several people turning up each wednesday at 06.40. Gradually these dwindled and a year ago even the vicar stopped going. We carried on but finally there was only two of us left. After three years, for the first time, last Wednesday morning, we forgot to go and my contrition created the thoughts that led to this poem. We have so much in our lives to be grateful for, even to a non believer time being thankful is well spent.