Critical care for the soul

Prayer is oxygen for our souls. 

Gasping its absence, we're blind without graces.

"...Prune dead vines, O Gardener in control.

Holy Spirit fly forth, heal us and embrace us.

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Irrigate our hearts, O Lord. Of pride we need release.

Receive our sin and suffering, Your mother to employ.

Infuse Your strength and courage, Your love and growing peace.

Nebulize our minds with joy."

* * *

 With sincerity from within,

and absolution dispersed.

This terminal cancer known as sin, is easily reversed.

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To obfuscate our straying,

The secret is so clever.

It's 15-minutes a day of praying,

for us to live forever.

            -2025