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The Great Other

Updated on August 17, 2017

Sometimes we tend to trudge this journey that as if we are the most powerful being the universe. Until we realize that we need God to be our guide along the way. There are times we fall down, there moments we fail and cry, and when world is seemingly crushing down on you and want to give up, we bend our knees and fold our hands and pray with faith. Our prayers will give strength whenever we are at the edge of the precipice.

Folded hands I pray

In silence simple words I say.

Yet you know me,

That even my deepest longings, you see.

I sought for meaning

As I keep on questioning.

Yet I feel like bird flying astray

With no place to stay…

In wretchedness you embraced me.

In my sadness you consoled me.

You held my hands

As a child longs for guidance…

Never leave me in this journey.

Arduous it is; faith is all I have in me.

Help me to find my way

By my side always stay.

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      Ryan Fuller 13 days ago from Louisiana, USA

      What a great and deep poem. There is nothing like the power of prayer. Great work.