I told her yes I worship.
Yes I practice.
Yes I walk I practice
walking and I pray.
I told her beyond light
against the outer eye
that I am sure we each walk as we pray,
that night is a receptacle for whispers.
That we can hear them
and say nothing back.
Nothing past our generosity
applied to pathways
full of sparkling cinders.
2 comments:
Yes, light practice like walking practice.
Yes , then eye practice.
Yes, we walk walk outer worship.
Nothing for the walk but whispers.
Sparkling generosity applied as practice.
Yes, tell and pray, that light walks us as we walk back.
Nothing we whisper.
That yes I I I pray for,
with Vespers
beyond my pathway
thanks, lovely.
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