I stare out windows a lot. I notice. I pray. I pray today that today wasn’t some mistake.
“Pray With Me: A Haiku”
Don’t reverse daybreak
The light in our eyes called Hope
Energize our prayers
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Original Thought Credit: “And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son. You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it.” — John 14:13-14
Tag Archives: Pray
Universe Orator
Space
The far out there we strive to delve into
The mired-down terra here we call home
Be brave, if you will
Act to master the wherefore
Despite arms never long enough
Lousy, camera-fumbling hands
Fingers that can’t match the shutter speed
To touch what the eyes so beautifully see
To hold that light reflecting
From the Universe Orator
Still, we of mortal’s strength
With small or great faith
Must reach celestial-ward
Look up
Cry out
Be healed
Original Thought Credit: “If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.”
-2 Chronicles 7:14
Ketchup
Every moment spent on edge
Feeling on the fringe
Shouting matches in our minds
Calm asks where we’ve been
Know there is a fix for this
Truly, there’s a path
Go to your knees, finally
Seek His face and ask
Supplicant
Do we know what we commit when we pray?
I’m uncertain
Questions, I know I need
After asking for comfort from the One who commands the stars and could right-well hand them to me
Am I earnest enough?
Am I faith-filled?
Is this ignorance or freedom?
What says my soul?
Like Before: A Haiku
Forego
It is early
It is late
The bell is tolling
The toll is rising
Here we are at dawn
‘fore the human storm
Early risers pray
Darkness be too late
Signs
Cat hair blanket
Cry in’ pillow
Red music sheets
Too-tall mattress
Concrete headboard
Trackless dreaming
Find a secret place
Pray
My Fiction
You fashioned this mountain.
You daredevil.
You shapeshifter.
You inspected, intended.
You daydreamer, you.
Each pebble.
Each fossil.
Each Boulder.
Each vein of pure gold.
Each step to lift each.
Pray, now what?
Pray, tell it.
Pray, storied or droll?
Pray, how is your view?
Pray, what will you pray?

