When long days drag on me

[AmyMichelleMosier]

When long days drag on me
   And my soul cries in the dark
Then I speak my prayer in sleight
   And He slips it into my jar.

Prithee – give it wings to fly up
   Beyond to the sapphire throne –
Leaving me amidst where I am
   Yet I do not feel alone.

Someday when time is cut sharp –
   I'll retrieve it from Whom I belong
And finding a full jar of prayers –
   Know that I was never alone.