Prayer

You imagine me in full flesh
from the flat imprint on my shroud

with distortions inevitable
from person to persona to god.

See me – corpus and spiritus.
Touch me – bone and breath.

I long to be born again un-
burdened, on the other side

of suffering.

 

 

 

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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2 Responses to Prayer

  1. hypercryptical says:

    I long to be born again un
    burdened, on the other side

    of suffering.

    Brilliant. (I did read your words when they first arrived on email and meant to come here sooner to comment, but things got in the way.)
    Anna :o]

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