Let me fall to my knees and pray
Hundreds of prayers in thanksgiving
For without Divine Providence
There could be no victory -
And no rejoicing
Let me rejoice and celebrate
With those who believed in me
And those who did not
For both faith and doubt
Have been hard gotten
Let me praise and pay homage
Giving credit where it is due
For I realize I am a mere rowboat
On the ocean of this life
Let the truth be known
Let me feast like a famished beetle
Devouring the tender rosepetals
And then let me give praise
With my belly filled,
And my breath sweet
©2001 poetheart