Without the Words

Reflections January 1, 2016

And so I stood still

in my heart,

surrounded by the many

thoughts I had gathered

and set free —

the quiet whispers

that had led me

ever so gently

back to this sacred space.

And I found my prayers

had always existed here —

without the words.

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