This is a poem my wonderful niece Sara has posted in her kitchen. I look forward to reading more by this author.I need more thoughts like this! Whew!
Praying
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
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