Prayer

Oh god …

If you could ever find, a little time for me.
Just listen to my heart.
And even if you don't,
It won't break into parts.

I want to say thanks
For giving me eyes.
So I could look at your creation.
And have the pleasure twice.

I want to say thanks
For giving me a nose.
So whenever I feel
I can smell a rose.

I want to say thanks
For giving me ears.
And creating a rhythm
For me to hear.

I want to say thanks
For giving me tongue
Which can taste foods
And has spoken and sung.

I want to say thanks
For giving me hands.
Which can help the needy.
And take firm stands.

And many many many thanks to you
For giving me a heart.
So I could feel love, & this aesthetic world
Which is nothing but your part.

But forgive me god,
I miss used all your gifts.
And contaminated your beautiful creation.
With violence and rift.

And my greatest urge is
To have, one of your creation.
Who is only for me.
And for my holy relations.
Someone with a beautiful heart
And a pious soul.
Who keeps me on track,
Whenever I foul.

And what I need the most
Is a digital pain.
Which reminds me about you,
Again and again.

I want to say thanks
For giving me a mind.
Which wanders in infinity,
And rotates like the wind.

And I want to say thanks,
For giving me the power of imagination,
That inspires me to work hard
And have my own creation.

A Great thanks from the unreachable depths of my heart.

Oh god…