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2017 Holiday Contest Entry
Prayer
I remember,
as a child
That church scared me
low voices,
eyes down
And people
did not laugh
Your
suffering face
From the
cross looking at me
your hands
tormented
And the
blood dripping
And I
remember those nights when
I will
praying and invoked you
"Change
quickly my life"
Only this I
was wondering
And I was
fragile
Like a leaf
in the wind
so useless
prey to
every torment
and I was
still
but always
in motion
voice of
the soul
screaming
without complaint
I remember
gray days in which
I was
looking for you, and you begged
and the
silence around me
amplified
my empty
and retrace
the hours when
there was
nothing to hold onto
and the
question was: "God exist or not?"
Kneeling in
your church
They say
this is your home
I am
seeking warmth and yet I feel stateless
And it was
cold the bench, as my heart
I look at
your mother and her pain
To be
loved, is what I want too
And I will pray
It will be
an incredible dialogue
Inside me I
hear you
in every
fiber of my being
and reborn
we are born
to regret
because
every day here we die a little '
I will rise
again?
and I will
pray
and your
voice that will envelop me
already it
turns into freedom
you,
father, friend
You know
that peace
do not ever
leave me
stops my
time at this moment
while
you're in me, so present
I ask for
nothing more
and you are shelter and belief
a search of
attention
I always
hovering well
between
damnation and redemption
no fate is
already sealed
and you
delete my past
and my days
without faith
I leave them
behind me
a thousand prayers I will invent
I do not
follow a book, I have only one chant
written by
my Lord, I do not see but it is always beside me ... ..
Monica
Bergo
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