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The Ultimate Prayer

I penned it down
Let it be read every where
I adore thee
Please let me be taken-
To a place of safety.
Let me be among the first fruit;
Let me not be left out.
I don’t want to be a residue.
I want to escape the fire that is coming.
My only goal…
Help me save my soul.

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I'm not party to this, the muse should explain better. It came and i drop the thought down.
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It sounds you are envisioning heaven , with the soul as connection for getting you there.
I like it for all its metaphorical qualities.

What the muse sends through you, takes on part of you, when translated to your voice.
nice poem

T

The most powerful reaction
of mind on mind
is transference of sight

You nailed it! It seems you perceived me when the thought was descending through.

Thanks for the read and full understanding of the poem.

Ibe Frederick

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