In the unbounded spaces between breaths, my free verse prayer unfolds—a dance of words untamed. I offer whispers of the soul, a fragrant hymn, a compass of grace, and an unspoken anthem of love. May it resonate in the cosmic tapestry, an eternal Amen.
In the quiet spaces between breaths,
where whispers of the soul unfold,
I offer a prayer, unbound by verse,
a hymn sung in the language of the heart.
Not confined to the rigid lines of prose,
this prayer, a dance of words untamed,
spirals skyward, unfurls like petals,
a fragrant offering to the cosmos.
In the inked expanse of possibility,
let grace flow as rivers of mercy,
imbuing the marrow of existence,
with the sacred rhythm of compassion.
May hope be a compass, guiding
through shadows and sunlit realms,
and love, an unspoken anthem,
resonating in every heartbeat.
Let this prayer be woven into
the tapestry of cosmic winds,
a testament to the human spirit,
an echo of the eternal Amen.