Sunday, May 17, 2015

A Kind Of Prayer

     Christ our Lord urged us to pray and the Holy Spirit came to fill our hearts and minds.
                                                                                                      Photo by C Scodova

And what about the Magnolia
breaking open in the menagerie 
of the moment,
slipping on the pale-
pink gloves of light?

Rumpled petals spilling their fragrant, 
reckless songs 
into the cobalt vials of sky,
the finality of the dark-
trembling beneath.

Isn't this, also, a kind of prayer
in the folding-hands of evening, 
when old rain-clouds begin
 kneeling into the spring-bright green
and miles of every blossoming ascending?


  1. I just smile when I read this. I love "and what about" - Fabulous beginning! And ending with a question really works here. Brava!

  2. These questions pop into my head while I am cleaning or cooking or doing some outside chore. I am glad it works here...wasn't sure..thanks for that feedback....So grateful for your comments and insight....Love and light your way friend....

  3. Ah, I love knowing I am not the only one who has these kinds of thoughts passing through the mind while cleaning, cooking, or working...