Strange is it not how even those of us who scoff at divine intervention will fall to our knees and clasp our hands the moment we realize our futures are defined by uncertainty and hazard. A thoughtful man would never leave his knees. A wise man would never drop to them. In any case it wasnt really a prayer but one does like to follow convention now and then.
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.