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Snippets of Poetic Reflection

A Prayer of Renewal



He came again to the house of solitude in the valley of latitude
To readjust his stilted attitude.
"Jesus, Lord of thoughts and dreams," he prayed,"
"Lord of affect and every tattered aspect of my intellect,
Tune my heart, yeah, every chord.
Tune a-440. Thou art Lord.
May every string resound Thy praise.
May they be found, in Thee, a symphony of love and grace.
May they, in me, reflect Thy face,
And be, in me, a fount of sweetness.
This, I pray, of my volition,
Alter Thou, my disposition. Amen."

- Tom Sims