prayer

  • Prayer

    If you are there, show me. The white rose unfolds. Speak to me, I am begging. Raven opens his black beak. Were you ever here? I read the morning paper: another bomb in Baghdad. Last night, sleep never came. Where is the evidence? Here, smoke from burning mountains smothers our view. I am lost. I… Continue reading

  • Dream

    I am in some sort of religious community. I am struggling with something that is troubling me. The women ask me, "Have you tried praying?" I confess that I have not. They throw themselves onto the ground, face-down; this is their posture of prayer. I say, "How about if I do it my own way?"… Continue reading