The Holiest Prayer Hidden
Atlantic sun blazes across
salt laden foamy white caps.
Far eastern Pacific moon
glows blood red with eerie
blackened veins circulating through
its light emitting surface.
Only one single being of majestic splendor,
almighty arms encircling a physical universe,
from his encampment in the purity of white light.
Leaf barren trees bearing barks
of brown, blackish, silver, some bleach white.
Autumn chill pierces human skin,
animals winter furs have risen from pores on skin.
Spring warmth comes not soon enough,
caressing the creatures of winter's hibernation,
green bud points pierce winter's hibernating bark.
Let us humble ourselves
before such a majestic name.
Bi colored roses bloom, as moisture fallen
evaporates rapidly from the heat of the
projected, nuclear fusion light years away.
Let all things beyond the realm of the physical
universe, which we study with magnification, become a
reality to this planet which we are entrapped within.
Majority of rivers flow southward in the northern hemisphere,
headwaters breaking from underneath their glacial origins.
Water brings life from peaks to salty dense seas.
We drink of the fresh, we navigate the salt.
Let us have our daily nourishments.
Air, water, juice of the vines, partake
of the grains of the fields, gain energy from the
roots of the ground, the vegetation on the surface,
fruits of the trees, fowls of the air,
finned and shelled creatures from
beneath the salty and fresh waters,
the hoofed of the grounds from which they roam.
And let not us be led astray,
and when doing so, let us pause,
reflect and seek mercy, grace, favor,
and most of all forgiveness,
as we should do to those against us.
And may we pause before crossing,
certain our feet are directionally correct,
not unstable, unsure or too feeble
to safely navigate our way
along our own crooked path.
May we not tread, tempt or flirt with danger,
or with darkness without light.
But lead us on by a light beyond our own physical
sight, and deliver us from the evils' forked tongue.
And let the wise be filled with insight,
and find the Lord's Prayer within.
For men have written,
“For Thine is the Glory,
and the power, forever, and