Praying
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
Oh, I miss you.terribly. Love hearing your voice. My kids stopped in their tracks to listen with me. Tell me you'll come visit at the river!!? xoxoxoxo
Posted by: lk ludwig | 05/10/2010 at 11:06 PM
how wonderful! thank you for this john.
Posted by: misty | 05/12/2010 at 04:18 PM
Wow, hearing your voice takes me back to the night we read poems at the kitchen table. Thank you for this. I so needed to hear this tonight. Thank you.
Posted by: Kristin Rexter | 05/24/2010 at 11:58 PM
How fantastic to hear your voice and never have even met you...maybe I should give this a try too, since it was so very personal hearing you read the words...so lovely.
Posted by: Jennifer White | 05/27/2010 at 08:46 PM