The Praying Man

by PAUL HEWSON   Apr 7, 2010


Wake up
The morning sun has kissed the trees
the praying man is down on his knees

wake up
the fingers of sun tears open your curtain
the praying man prays but is he not certain

wake up
the laughter of birds tickles your senses
the praying man thinks that all this is sensless

wake up
the noise outside is all full of emotion
the praying man stops !!!! the end of devotion

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