A Prayer - A Poem
God, or whatever name you go by.
My body grows weak, but may my spirit never yield.
My rage, let it fuel my compassion.
May I never be cruel.
The truth, I am not without sin;
So help me to be brave and honest when I answer for them.
May hope know no bounds.
My curiosity, may it never be satisfied.
My intelligence, never let it grow beyond my wisdom.
May I greet Death as an old friend,
And may I never go to Heaven nor Hell; but, to the next adventure.