Prayer's Power
by Jimmy Lisotto
Here wanders a man who presumes he’s alone,
Adrift in dim twilight, where hope never shone.
Confusion and gloom reign supreme in his sphere,
His world is now broken, destruction looms near.
Reasons diverse induce his boundless despair,
Deep wounds within the heart by one who ceased to care,
Life’s desperate efforts sucked into the abyss,
And the debtors who clamor for monies remiss.
His overwrought soul begins to twist and break,
As shadows of madness follow in his wake.
Yet a lifeline is cast through his valley of fears:
The pealing of church bells attends to his ears.
Revelation kindles within his shattered breast;
He falls to his knees, by a holy peace possessed.
He prays to the Lord for his sins to reduce—
The Savior bears the tax, a debt He won’t refuse.
Peace and serenity sweep through the man’s soul,
Flowing like cool water, healing all his woes.
Refreshed and revived, with a spirit strong and true,
He gives thanks to the Lord for a life born anew.
