Infliction Of It

Refresh my committment with a joy apparent.
Restore that excitement,
My heart knew...
In the best of my better days.

Help me pray to make my devotion stay,
Focused and undeterred.
With a force that does not linger.

And unchain my heart from emotional melodies,
I refuse to keep singing.

I want to compose new tunes.
With an acceptance of a divine presence,
That allows my existence greatness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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