prayer: a poem

all day long the mumbled missives are sent:
postcard length portraits of this human experience.

our cherished hopes,
concerns for our loved ones,
whispered pleas for green lights,
passing thoughts for strangers,

prayers fill in our still moments, forming
the punctuation of our days.

the world as we wish it to be,

all placed carefully in the palm of our creator.

who do you love?
What is it you hope for?
Who are you

the contents of our prayers tell the true story, revealed only to
a God who sees us.



One thought on “prayer: a poem

  1. An addition to the last line: “A God who sees us, and knows us, and made us, and loves us, and wills only good for our lives.” I am glad you are writing more. It’s good for the world and, I hope, good for you as well.


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