When I forget to breathe my Jesus mantra,
When the sweet scent of fragrant incense fades,
When the flame from votive candles is quenched;
Everything in my world goes wrong,
I play dissonant notes
To the most unhappy songs,
I walk out into the moonlight and it fails to shimmer
In a lovely woman’s hair,
I grow tired and sad with a heart of despair.
Uriah Hamilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jesus-mantra/
