Prayer of My Heart

Little by little,

I stopped believing

in the stories

of the mind

until one day

I turned around

and searched for

that place in me

where I used

to struggle against

my own self —

where I could be

knocked off-center

by any outside force —

that place that sent me

searching desperately

time and time again

for another someone

or another something

to address

our separateness

and fill the emptiness.

But on this day,

I realized I had

set it all down

in exchange for

the one continuous,

never-ending

prayer of my heart.