Salutation to a Prayer

for a Christian scholarship contest

Like standing in the ocean, feeling the waves ripple and the wind dance in my hair.

When You call me close, I can see that I live as salutation to a prayer.

 

I can feel Your arms as a gentle frame;

If I lean,

There will be no shame

For this soul that was once lame.

 

And I can see that I live as salutation to a prayer:

A soul that was once rotted,

Was once downtrodden, now

Not just painted-over, but re-forged and reset,

Held together by Eternal Net.

 

It’s in the way

You heal my life-long Tear;

In the way You let me know You are near:

                Like lying beneath the sky, painting the stars from life-long memory,

                Breathing out a surrender sigh and giving You the key:

I can see that I live as salutation to a prayer .