I was at the holy shrine
praying before the holy presence.
Suddenly i saw a golden rosary
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I raised my praying hands, touched the beads and prayed. I prayed and prayed rolling the beads. I felt my guilt melted away... great theme. Dee prayer with full attention can melt the guilt and sin through God's grace. Beautiful poem.
Faith can move mountains and prayer is the key. Miracles do happen. Thank you for your comments and rating on my poems.~ Nudershada
You combine two elements, thankfulness to God and lovers embrace to make a touching poem. You have romantism style in all of your poems, I think it just exist in your blood :)