Some prayers me leaves on streets...

Some prayers me leaves
On streets
For kids,
For their holy smiles,
For their simple candid existence like flowers,

Prayers some
Just for them alone
And none else,
Let me leave,
For they are our purest,
For in them our lives get a perfect bless,
For due to them we find all,
The snow, the dew,
And watery fall,
For in them our forefathers live,
For in them hopes lie ours
And our turbulent and divine hours

Some prayers me leaves
On streets
For kids

None else,
Only only for their Holy existence.

(Note: upon reading Songs of Innocence)


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