April 28, 2020



Open my eyes then,
where the flowers bloom.
Where the crashing waves,
Remind us their is life beyond.

Take me,
where the stars illuminate the night sky,
where our prayers go.

Tell the stars,
I listen to thee,
Every night.

Every night,
when I pray,
A star shines on you.

Every night,
the night tells me,
“I’ve missed you so”.

Where do our prayers meet?

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