Dandelion Poetic Prayer

I feel as if
I am all alone...
Alone in this battle
And I left my pen deserted.

Still... I cloth myself daily
Ready myself for war
So when I hear the battle cry
I can raise and step up.

Still, I tilt my heart
to hear the beat of Your word
I gird my loins
To adhere to Your command.

As I arise in the morning
I check my quiver
For the comfort of my arrows
To serve as weapons
When I hear the warcry.



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