Prayer 12

O Lord on high, be it that wings be delivered onto the back of our soul so as we may rise above ourselves: troubles, pains, sadness, madness and sins. Be it that these wings procure the winds of light. As the wings beat down with the winds of light, be it that those winds beat down those shadows to the ground and shed them off our bodies and souls.

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