Erika Olson - This Is How I Pray

Momma sang her prayers
As a little girl
To God, the father and the son
She prayed for grace
but never heard
Back from anyone
But the skylark and redstart sing to her at dawn
The wind taught her all the words to its song
Put her hands down in the dirt
Walk barefoot on the earth
Savor the air her babies breathe
Let her tears fall with the rain
Follow sunbeams and her faith
To the cathedral in the trees
This is how she prays
Daddy left at sunrise
To tend to his garden
Of tees, greens, and sand
Out on a fairway
He prays to a father
Who died too young of a man
No Sunday singin' or sermon or schoolin'
Or bread are needed for that fairway communion
Put his hands down in the dirt
Walk barefoot on the earth
Savor the air his babies breathe
Let his tears fall with the rain
Follow sunbeams and his faith
To the cathedral in the trees
This is how he prays
I forged my heart
With carbon and iron
No preacher could break through
A tiny voice
Shattered my armor with
Mommy I love you
Love is the prayer I was meant to receive
If I can feel, I can believe
Put my hands down in the dirt
Walk barefoot on the earth
Savor the air my babies breathe
Let my tears fall with the rain
Follow sunbeams and my faith
To the cathedral in the trees
This is how I pray

Written by:
Erika Olson

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