Lingering within my thoughts of my dismal past, <br />I wonder how much longer the pain will last. <br />Though I suffer from many temporal designs, <br />Happy days flew bye, now I show no signs. <br />Passing seconds continue quickly, endlessly. <br />Restoring the minutes of the hours, completely, <br />I watch as the aimless twirl of smoke rises up. <br />As my dark rich coffee cools rapidly in its cup, <br />Time stops for no material blessings in nature. <br />Just as autumn ends, starting winters adventure. <br />Life, with its sadness, has its seasons of darkness. <br />Life, which has delights, as in births, blessedness. <br />Daylight emerges, bringing spring times beauty. <br />I myself, have an emergent cry, for a solemn duty. <br />To cry out for happiness, love, each and everyday, <br />Though it may not come, I continue to pray.<br /><br />cecil hickman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-continue-to-pray/
