Prayers on steps
Within you and without you
Crafted on every edge
Fingertips of A man standing on ledge
Collecting sheets of written garments
Glazed in faith
Turnt into some holy parchments
A discovery
A Satin-dressed nights
Doors and gates of white
I saw hands of angels clasped so tight
Holding some Whispery letters
Harmonized by a sparrow whistles
A conversation
Turnt into a psalm
Therapy to my quills of qualm
Of hearts so heartless
Mind so restless
And eyes so sleepless
For a reviving therapy so timeless
Prayers on steps
About something out nothing
Every Morning greeting
Collecting and picking up each blessing
Gathering in boxes of silhouette
A masterpiece by a name of magnum opus
I love writing
Singing
painting
About a God unbreaking the broken
Speaking the unspoken
Reminding me every second
That I am my champion
I am love and I am beloved
By what's surrounding my existence
Soldiers of fortune
Each glimpse of a lifetime
All over the stances of the punchline
