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Sonnet XXV

I pray for you and yet I do not frame
In words the thousand wishes of my heart
It is a prayer only to speak your name
To think of you when we are far apart
God has not need of words. he hears our love
And though my lips are mute I know my head
And He leans to listen from above
And understands the things that are not said.
For love is prayer- and so my prayers for you
Mount upward unto Him eternally.
They are not many and they are not few, 
All are as one that ever seems to be.
Thus do I pray for you and cannot say
When I begin or when I cease to pray.

- Mary Dixon Thayer