Upon a prayer
I placed a message
Above all powers
Off it floats
By the clouds
It shoots right past
The stars gone by
Higher than
All earthly treasure
To a kingdom
Without measure
For the voice is yet
At the end
It will speak
Though it tarries
I wait at
End of the line
© daniel miltz
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