Renewed Devotion
Peace does not come from the world
Each bead is an anchor
A tether from my fingers
To my mind
To my soul
To my heart
The cool chains
Strong and true
Once a day
My daily dues
Not to bind my body to the earth
But my soul to the sky
To elevate my mind
To restart my heart
And set me apart
From complainers so weary
Of their lives so dreary
Where I find my hope
Is not in the slopes
Of mountain vacations
Or the thrill of dope
These beads are my strength
My patience for days
The silver medallion
Worth more than galleons
The detailed crucifix
Provides my daily fix
For the longing for more
Every little chore
Steals joy from me
No more
Over Scriptures I pore
And the Spirit outpours
Wisdom so sure
As to never bore
Each bead of pure white
Is the light of my life
The five meditations
Are sweetest medication
The fifty repetitions
Do better than clinicians
To cure every ailment
Offered by the salesmen
Who sell pleasant lies
The beads remind me that trials
Are blessings in disguise
Snatch the scales from my eyes
My constant mission
Is no intermission
For my daily prayer
Brings weather quite fair
On my knees
I could grieve
But songs of praise surely please
The ears of the Creator
Who takes away my strife
And sufferings so rife
And now I live to see
After death a new life.
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Emily Dickerson
Hopeful and young, full of love. From my heart high praises are sung. For this reason I am here: to love and serve and bring all souls near. <3
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