I pray!

i do not need to be kneeling in a
little chapel made of stone …
this is not the only nook
i can pray

it need not be in block style prayers  to reach the ultimate gift of faith.

each day as I walk among the
golden wind-blown grain,
see the sunlight lit by golden flame –

i pray.

not only by moving pink lips of
my mouth or
bowing a curly mop of hair,

but by living each day
opening my eyes
and being aware
that in all there is Love!

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Unearthed during the recent attic cleaning.
Written in November 1971

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