One day I turned
back, expecting to see
only tattered pieces of
a heart too tired to carry
them any further.
But there I found echoes
of quiet prayers
I wouldn’t have traded
for an easier path.
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Prayer of My Heart
I learned to wait
for words to form,
softly–
in remembrance of
the one continuous quiet
prayer of my heart.
One Silent Prayer
When the world begins
to feel like too much again–
When we can no longer sort
all the pieces of our own hearts,
I will close my eyes
and remember the mysterious power
of one silent prayer.
Safe Enough
I returned many times
to the the place of no words.
Each time I learned to trust
and to let go
just a little more completely.
I learned to honor the times
when it became clear
that it was safe enough
to allow whatever remained
unsorted to be set down.
As It Is
I hold what is here
with love –
the natural unfolding –
this clear space,
all of this,
including all that is
painful and confusing.
I accept and love
all of it,
as it is.
To Where My Heart Was Tuned
I found comfort
in the small moments of surrender
when I dared to let go
of everything
and stand in the empty space.
There was tenderness
in the gentle way life began
to flow from there.
And so I returned again
to this place –
trading it all for a quiet prayer
and the chance to follow
to where my heart was tuned.
From Within
Help me to remember what is
underneath all that appears –
to seek comfort
in quiet spaces.
Remind me of
the sacred art of healing
from within.
Amen.
From There
Life had a way of leading
back to the quiet space within –
to the setting down of all
of the tangled up,
unresolved thoughts –
to the difficult step of tossing everything
up to God.
Time and time again I found myself
in a place of too much –
the only clear option being
to return again humbly
to a state of prayer –
to begin again
from there.
A Gentler Path
The tenderness found
in that first moment of surrender
initiated me into the delicate process
of walking through the most
difficult times.
It taught me to hold
and let go of all that is
unhealed and unresolved
in me and in the world.
It offered a glimpse into our creative,
resilient human nature
that finds a way to look
a little deeper
for beauty and hope
and a gentler path.
Never Again
I learned to find my way
back to the quiet space
within.
I learned to be okay
with a prayer
and a tiny spark of hope.
And I remembered
to never again let go
of my heart.
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