An Aspiring Creative's Prayer

Left with your graces
How great are your statements
Beloved is Sun
Beloved his greatness
I ask for your guidance
Seeking embraces
I ask for your blessing
Above it no greater
I'll live for your love and laugh in it later
When heaven embrace me, I'll lie in your favor

Tell me oh Mother or Father on high
You mentioned their presence
They painted the sky
If I be your semblance
Your powers be mine
How do I channel that same power in I


I wish to be creative, bring inwards outside
And give to these people what I claimed once mine
A feeling an inkling or some small delight
A laugh or cry or even a sigh

Im struggling oh Father or Mother alike
To find my emotions and pour them outright

See I know that you know me
You made me with pride
My parts were made whole when you laid me inside
You gave me my vision you gave me insight
You gave me my sanity when you gave me a mind
With all of these gifts you foresaw me no price
I mean not be reckless when I ask for your eyes

See, I want to be creative
To lay down punchlines
To do it I need your vision to discern all that rhymes
I want to make words that move others insides
I want to find rhythm that's why I need your eyes

And while I'm at it, your voice
To help speak through their minds
I remember when called Lazireth
All you had say was rise
While I don't aim to shorten ones life or demise
I want to call feelings and better your voice than mine

Oh wait Lord, your ears, for with them you hear
All wishes and prayers no static its clear
Ill need them to make sure there's no traces of fear
or doubt
or misplacement of hatred round near
So my songs carry blessing and speech the same too
Basically I hope in my senses
I'm just the same as you

-Anonymous