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The Withered Prayer: A Tree's Plea for Rain
No grass. No bird. Not one living thing. Another season of heat, and still no rain. My roots are dust. My branches are bone. O my Lord... you know everything. You watched me endure when the others fell. Have mercy on me. Send down the rain of blessings here. I raise these dry branches toward your sky. Not for a storm. One drop is enough. Thank you. I feel it on my face.
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No grass. No bird. Not one living thing. Another season of heat, and still no rain. My roots are dust. My branches are bone. O my Lord... you know everything. You watched me endure when the others fell. Have mercy on me. Send down the rain of blessings here. I raise these dry branches toward your sky. Not for a storm. One drop is enough. Thank you. I feel it on my face.
