Candles And HandlesA Poem by PeteFaith, indeed, is all the reform that is needed; it is itself a reform. - ThoreauWatcha / Getty Images chest heaving hands wringing unable to speakinhaling incense as i'm incensed
i mouth the words to an ardent prayer sniffling as i wipe away the tears searching for an answer in the weather in anything anywhere and everywhere twirling the cross hanging 'round my neck fingers running back and forth tracing the length of its chain trying to measure the depth of my faith i'm still standing 'cuz god answers prayers that were never even prayed i'm the one who strayed after all i don't know what i really want what i can even handle as i search for a new way to light an old candle © 2021 PeteAuthor's Note
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