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Thursday, March 24, 2016

I Pray

It's not my business
where the prayer goes
after it’s released.

Still
I find myself
searching for a place
outside
of my ego
to send
my thanks
and modest petitions.

When the smoke
clears away,
at the end of play
at the end of the day,
I pray,

and take my place
among the strivers,
the jivers,
the connivers,
the late arrivers,
and the stay alivers.


12 comments:

  1. Yeah, I'm looking too - can't help it. This is a thoughtful one, and a treat, Mosk.

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  2. Wow...the way you closed causes me to hear the many murmurers of the uncountable prayers pulsing the cosmos...I like the way you start with you and expand...excellent.

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  3. As one forever with one foot out of the bottle I pray day and night for grace and for gratitude without ever knowing who's on the other side of the line -- and yeah, it's get in line, buddy, with all of those words -- there is a humility in understanding we're not alone in our lonely hour of needs. Amen.

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  4. I like the way you have worked with sounds and words.

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  5. LOVE THIS. Love! Modest petitions. Is it too much to ask? Sometimes you're the striver, sometimes the jiver, sometimes the happy-to-just-be-aliver. Just love this poem from beginning to end!

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  6. Love the humanity of this speaker... the spiritual wisdom that fills the poem.

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  7. I don't think we can know where our prayers go after they are released.....but we hope they get to the right place! Smiles.

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  8. I also have moments when I wonder where prayers go, if they will reach God's ears. We are human after all.

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  9. It's simple and honest. I love how streamlined this is and the rhymes and repetitions. Really well done.

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  10. Lately, I have been wishing that prayer was part of my belief system. I like the idea that it's none of my business what happens to prayer after it's released.

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  11. This poem has such nice rhythm and great imagery. I see that prayer floating up in a balloon and then I come back down to the feeling of a ping-pong ball bouncing back and forth over each line. I really like it.

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