Like a song, a morn...

Like a song
The morn came like a prayer,
And in the first light
The cool breeze touched
A heart,
Like a prayer
At a churchyard,

Like a song
Flowing by wind
A prayer by her unwound
Came a morn
Like a calm
Stretched full opened arms,

The faith woke up to newer hope
And charity
A songy prayer
With Agape cast a balmy layer...

Like a prayer ...
Andrea ...


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