Silent prayer


How many lives
for my dreams to bloom,
how many lives
as it sores high over all gloom.

how many lives
as my love finds true form,
how many lives
will it then sooth and reform,

egos maligned the soul,
desires reel life off control,
and how many lives
I’m cleansed of these all.

when vices leave, virtues thrive
the walls within wither away,
doors once shut will bid a way,
and atlast i will find my way.

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