In the end
When there is nothing
Left to say
And I cannot pray
Prayers properly
With the finger of silence
Resting on my lips
May the Holy Spirit come
As breath
Breathing over
Breathing over
The outer whitewashed
Handsomeness
To the shabbiness
Of my inner being
Whispering the Name
That is dearest to my heart
Delight of my eyes
Passion of my soul
Jesus!
The only Name
The final Prayer
The ultimate Word
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