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The Hidden Prayer

  1. The burdened sigh, the trickling tear, the hopeful glance above.
  2. The couraged step, the trembled voice, the awkward embraced love.
  3. The desperate heart, the longing soul, the lingering desire.
  4. The tightened chest, the grieving breast, the eager want for higher.
  5. The drooping frown, the trying smile, the piercing hunger pangs.
  6. The drowning self, the tired feet, the mem’ries of hymns sang.
  7. Th’unsteady hand, the unsure stand, the anxious cluttered mind.
  8. The wearied yoke, the wroughted core; a prayer in these I find.

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By Kim Siever

I live in Lethbridge with my spouse and 5 of our 6 children. I’m a writer, focusing on political news, social issues, and the occasional poem. My politics are radically left. I recently finished writing a book debunking several capitalism myths. My newest book writing project is on the labour history of Lethbridge.

I’m also dichotomally Mormon. And I’m a functional vegetarian: I have a blog post about that somewhere around here. My pronouns are he/him, and I’m queer.

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