I pray for peace.
I pray for peace on Earth,
For peace;
I pray for peace among my two dogs,
For peace between my next door neighbors.

I pray for peace among worlds.

In my meager prayers,
I pray for all that is sacred.
I pray for Life.
I pray for peace –
The Sacred Peace that should be Life.
I pray for prayer,
That prayers may be answered
And heard and known to all.
I pray for those who are hungry,
That they might have food.
I pray for those who are weak
That they may be strong.
I pray for those who are sick
That they may be well.
I pray that my prayers are not in vain.

I pray for these things,
I pray some more
And some more.
I pray that I may stop wondering
Whether praying is a waste of time.
I pray that I might not indulge in
The self-indulgence that prayer is.
I pray that this masquerade of God-worship that is prayer,
But is really a voicing of my own desires
May actually take me further
Than where I am now in life.

I pray a prayer –
A prayer of Self.
Just a few words between me and the Maker I
Am told I have. Just me and Him.
I pray that Me and Him may be
Friends, but I cannot do all the talking –
A friendship must go both ways.
I pray that He is really there listening to
My prayer,
For my prayer should be to Him.
But I pray to me,
Just hoping that He is
Listening in on the other side.
I pray that I pray. I pray that
Prayer is not a waste of time.
Yes, I pray.

Yes, prayer is good.
I was told so.