prayer
i was taught
on your knees
hands together
eyes closed
ends in amen
now i pray to the trees
by touching their leaves as i
pass by. thanking them
for life
now i pray to the soil
by scrunching my toes
in mud after rainfall
thanking it for grounding me
now i pray to the rain
by dancing in the drops
coming in, soaking wet,
to a cup of warm coffee
not created without the water
mother nature provides
i’m grateful for the sunshine
on my pale, freckled skin
for the wind blowing
through my hair
for the change the moon
brings along with them
for the opportunities
the ocean hides in their
waves. for the life of me
the universe grants
i am grateful for the things
unseen too. the will to keep on,
the love that surrounds me like a hug,
the self compassion granted to me
by something bigger than me
beyond my understanding
but i am still grateful
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AAAAaaahhhhh. This truthful poem illustrates your spiritual growth with wonderful sensory details. I love this. It’s beautiful. There are so many ways to pray, and entities to pray to! Thank you so much for sharing this lovely poem.