My Prayer

My Prayer is not a religious song, as one might think. It is almost 100 years old, and it sings of the hope of love:

My prayer
Is to linger with you
At the end of the day
In a dream that's divine

My prayer
Is a rapture in blue
With the world far away
And your lips close to mine...

A cosmic blue stain blooms across a textured yellow field, sprinkled with flecks and scratches like tiny stars or incantations. The surface feels raw, spiritual, even sacred. There’s something contemplative here, almost devotional — each mark a quiet utterance. My Prayer doesn't speak loudly, but it resonates deeply. It invites pause, reflection, and stillness in a way only abstraction can.

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