Every night or day
as you begin to pray,
just ask your mind
if it’s ready to believe
in what you say;
just don’t let your heart
lead you astray -
it’s the mind that offers guidance
to the heart,
as it’s nourished in the soul;
and clasping your hands
in prayer for penance
or faithful repentance
is a rock-solid oath,
only if it’s honored by the mind
without make-belief
or shameful pretense,
as you travel in this world
one day at a time.
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