ACO SOPOV - SEVENTH PRAYER OF MY BODY

SEVENTH PRAYER OF MY BODY

I know your frivolous threats, your gentle conning
and all your sweet deceits.
But those games wore me down so much
that I left myself unguarded.

There are no tracks where I stand
nor do beasts of pray come by.
Be gracious, generous and gentle
with a body that wastes with waiting.

This body is like a dried-out river bed
blackened by the sun, cracked by heat.
This body is as brittle as barren soil.
Revitalize it and breathe new life into it.

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