Heaven's Prayer of Hope ~

By searching for hope, may we find a way to bring ourselves at rest- and finally come home.

Heaven's Prayer of Hope ~

God is in my heart tonight
He has kept me in his grace,
His trembling arms have slid,
Up the contours of my heart,
And climbed the little terrace,
Which flutters in my whispered thoughts.

May this be my blessing,
May this be the dais that I stand on,
Which will make me hear the song of peace,
A solace that must comfort lending.

May He make me as a trimming
High above the dark man's sin,
May He press me into silver,
And create of me a dome that
High above the morning's favor,
Smiling over human weakness.

May I be here in His edifice,
A work of the Great for every man,
A piece of art in this abiding,
A silver molding, which He,
Hones as a work of art, where
Doves might mingle in His House,
Or rest beyond the gates to grace,
Inside His Heavenly portal.

May there be within my heart,
A journey that us complete,
My troubles melt as nothing less than,
A sinner's breath, his words absent.

May there be in each soul's wish,
A beating drum of marvelous things,
So when the rest of my day has,
Paused to let me rest and be,
Then I will know where I stand,
Upon the place that I have chose,
Where not a human hand has touched-
And the birds breathe their song,
Of Heaven's prayer that brings me home ~