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Morning Prayer

God, be the wine.  
God, be the bread.
Be the warmth in
my morning coffee.  
 
God, be the swirling  
memories of last night’s  
love without guilt or shame.
Be the warm that  
takes my broken heart and  
makes it new again.
 
May I see your face in the  
pulsing flow of the loves you provide.
May I feel your presence in my love's embrace.
God, may you find me unashamed of  
my humanity, thankful for this flesh.
Written by Nizana (Lauryn)
Published | Edited 6th Oct 2023
Author's Note
Not one usually given to prayer, I wrote this to the unknown of my existence. I called it God in this poem.
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