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I must not neglect
To don this cape each day
It helps me rise above
Come whatever may
Within this cape I sense
A glorious super-power
A genuine defense
In life’s most troubled hour
One day I rose without it
Despair and fear loomed tall
Then suddenly I heard it
A Super-power call
I felt Him wrap about me
No ephemeral thing
But, a cloth that’s kindred
To the angel’s wing
The unbelieving call it
Fantasy on dead air
The believer whispers humbly
And simply calls it Prayer
© Janet Martin
Poetic Bloomings prompt; ..and sometimes I wear a cape
This is a beautiful poem. (Sorry about the overworked word..sigh.) You found a wonderful photo to accompany it too!
ReplyDeleteI loved the symbolism in this poem.
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