I want to comfort the world

I want to comfort the world,  but the world does not accept me.  It does not want the gentle warnings of a mother,  who can then comfort you...

Thursday, November 21, 2024

I want my own wishing star


My mother says my prayers tend to be repetitive & heartless. God knows me, my heart, my wish list.

He knows why I pray like a broken record and for the same things. Phil Kay once wrote a poem on this repeatedness. 

My mother says my prayers are a form of repetition , 

My chest falling & rising is also repetitive.

Philsaid saying the thing over & over again makes the things mean nothing, but ask & you shall receive. 


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