Prayer - Marvin Blaustein
Larry Robinson
Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Fri Dec 29 05:58:36 PST 2017
Prayer
Tonight...instead of trying to talk to You in my bed,
I talk to You with my pen...a Psalm perhaps.
I ask for what I ask for every night:
Heal my heart and let me not be crazy,
and give me strength to live a good life.
This is a small man's simple wish.
Like on other nights, I do not know if You are there.
I do not know if You hear me.
It has been said by sages that You talk to men.
I have not heard Your voice, I do not think.
But yet....I know there is a You,
by what You have made:
by the stars and the grasses in the marshes.
How You grow flowers and trees
and by how they breathe.
By how Your perfumes fill the woods
and by the more than myriads of intricacies
Your hand has crafted.
Maybe then, for me in some small way
We have heard each other.
If this is so, I cannot say.
And now I end this with the end
of the Bedtime Shema:*
“Stand in awe and sin not.
Commune with your own heart
upon your bed and be still.
Selah” *
- Marvin Blaustein
*Shema is a Hebrew Prayer
*Selah; forever
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