You don't need to be prayed to
I pray to you for me
I pray to your strength, courage,
and steadfast love
I pray to your beauty
and boundless surprises
As for your wisdom, I am humbled
And too, by the changes,
always rolling with the punches
I honor you, oh mountain,
full of life and death,
container of my dreams
Oh beacon, I will follow your way!
Through valleys and peaks and streams,
I vow to follow your way
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