The Prayer He Said
A Poem by TTBoy
Across the bubbling brook
he envisioned a clouded sword
rising shining with the blessings
from above as if ascending
after being released
But then would not it take flight
only to glide across the tears of His joy
to bestow upon him the honor
of at least standing in its magnificence
and seeing His reflection in its beauty?
For no sooner after he uttered the
Prayer of Jabez
did the brook part revealing all that
he had imagined below and above
Fearing not was his mind’s intention
to go there
The warmth and sting ray effect awakened
senses found at lost’s sullen belief
Yet not spent
With a miraculous proportion
he opened wide his arms and felt
the waters close and lift him back to
his starting point
Now standing
The brook still bubbled
squirrels drew closer feeding with the birds
while the fish played like dolphins
A lonely walking stick fell alongside the bench
as the unleashed German Shepherd used it to
bury quickly
And before he could speak
he realized how alive he was
and the pep in his step returned
and he could see the stars in the sky
over the sunlight
© 2010 TTBoy