Thank you
for each subtle reflection
of truth
and each quiet space
of in-between —
for each heart that whispers
and listens
through its own wounding
and understands
beyond thinking.
Amen.
As a Prayer
When there are
no words
to express,
when there seems
to be no next move,
I will stand still.
I will honor
the space in our
deepest hearts.
And I will continue on —
as a prayer.
Naturally
Thoughts began
to appear more
like subtle prayers.
Old ways of thinking
fell naturally
to the background
as my mind merged
more fully
with my heart.
Old wounds were
honored and held
with love
for as long as needed
when it was difficult
to let go
all at once.
After a while,
holding and letting go
became one movement
and life was seen as
one continuous
silent prayer.
Transformed
I began to allow
experiences to happen
without interpreting
too soon,
a gentler way
found after
a long journey,
a way of being
with my mind
and in the world
met with tenderness
and a deepening sense
of peace
as confusion naturally
transformed itself back
into prayer
again and again.
Nothing Left
Without a solid sense
of a fragmented self
once held in place
by overthinking
and figuring out,
the pull was to seek out
quiet space
in which to transform
experience back into
prayer —
deeply honoring
all that was left
unresolved on the surface —
gently pointing
back to the space
within my heart
because there was
nothing left
to block the way.
A Little Lighter
I found life
continued to unfold —
each of us
doing our best
to listen
to our own quiet prayer,
getting lost
and returning
again and again
to silence.
I found it a bit
humorous
after a while —
all the trying
to understand and
interpret.
And so I continued on
as a part of
the mystery —
a little lighter —
participating without ever
leaving the space
within my deepest heart
and just below
the surface.
Nothing
There was nothing
to compare
with the natural calm
I found
in choosing to let go
of ideas of how
exactly to do it —
vowing to become
healer of my own heart —
whatever that meant
and however long
it took —
grateful to be
in that one
honest,
continuous prayer.
More Tender Than That
I kept searching
until I found
something that could
stop me
in my tracks.
I had let go
of many things.
I had tried so hard
for so long
to sort out
thoughts and all those
wounded places.
I had struggled
and given up.
I had been turned away
and breathed back.
But in that moment,
it was really much
simpler and
more tender
than that.
I found I was
the quiet prayer
in all of it.
Shine
Let the love
that is
who we are
at our deepest core
shine a little brighter.
Let there be
a beautiful space
in our hearts.
Let there be
peace.
Amen
Without a Sound
It didn’t matter
how cold
the world got
because I always
remembered the day
I found
I wasn’t here
all alone —
when without a sound
I began to sense
a love that
could never
not be.
