Dear Diary ;
a myriad of flowing silken cloth-
unlike the rich velvet
but of a smoothness so charismatic
it seems to move as an illusion-
caressing the air around it
and dissolving as one.
Lord-
i pray for a wisdom so true
to be blessed by you
to happy, healthy and nice
focused, confident and wise.
Let me withold my grudges,
my vehement disappointments,
my seething self-righteousness,
my biased, unfounded beliefs.
i also pray that all
people will be able to think before
they open their big mouths,
including me.
maybe less people will get hurt this way.
Yet Another Day;7:41 AM