HOODA HELAMI's Poem About ... Prayer

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I don't pray for you

I don't pray for me

nor for anything

between

desert and sea

I pray for the sound

that hits my ear

sibilant or harsh

reducing

all fear

Syllables

square or round

make 

inner peace 

abound

 

They make my heart

feel at home

but some call it

OM

 

I'll give you a nickel

I'll give you a dime:

try it sometime

 

© Oliverio

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