You pray each morning,
before the sunrise,
your eyes closed in silent supplication,
for this moment,
lost in time and space,
living in someplace Other, reaching
beyond your own place and power,
in belief that there is more
than you can see, feel and know.
for your children,
for their safety and strength,
for a wisdom you cannot give them,
that comes only with love and grace,
and the courage to believe.
for those who cross your path each day,
their needs varied,
sometimes painfully long.
You pray for those that have hurt you,
whose scars you now bear, aware
that no pain has a single direction,
and that healing takes more than time,
more than grace, more than you are.
and so you pray.
You pray for the one you love most,
whose tender heart aches
with fear and sadness.
And you pray for the strength
to serve, to grow wiser, calmer,
for peace and a heart that loves
more than it fears.
Morning and night.
The picture is of the sunrise a day or two ago on the road to Pawlet, VT. You can click on it for a larger version.