m- My Ears Are Deaf

My ears are deaf

to pure sayings,

when you drown in decaying leaves;

and sometimes I'm afraid...well...

I just can't pray for you anymore,

  my seized and taken prey.

But very rapidly do I yield

to my mourning cries over you!

so that I ask god to put life in where it struggled to live:

May He help me be there for you,

when you lose the images beyond your sight,

  and the voices beyond your hearing.

May He bless you,

  when you love him back.

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