|A Prayer for Perseverence|
Set me free that I might dance|
Despite life's fickle circumstance,
And all that narcissism craves
Shall be surrendered to the grave.
And in that twilight resurrected
Find all love and mercy mine
Though doubts and darkness draw me near
Faith and hope give wy to fear
Let not the truth of love's pure light
Be swallowed up into the night.
Of death's foul lies make me the wise
That I may ne'er suspect you were a dream.
by Rebekah Hart
© Copyright 2003 by Rebekah Hart