I miss you very much.
You are my joy and my crown.
We try and keep in touch.
And not be cast down.
I was dreaming again around my mother .
I was praying with no answer.
The details of her life now seem so slender.
An enveloping mist seemed master.
But if we pray for the dead.
We should not worry if there is no echo.
We are doing our duty , much remains unsaid.
We are walking in a very different meadow.
We so often resort to prayer
And make do with no answer.
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Our prayers go out
An into an immense void
We wait for answers
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See Philippians 3 17-4:1