I Pray

I pray

That I can taste the stars

Pluck them from the dark ink skies

When I am afraid, the darkness will swallow me.

I pray

That I can drink the rivers

And feel the flow of it inside my veins, When I feel the onset of deluge of emotions

I pray

That I be porous to the grief in the air, And the joy of courage in the little bud

When I feel the timeless hardening of my heart begin.

I pray

That I feel fear and confusion of the mother pigeon

When she finds one of her chicks missing, from the world, When I start to feel the arrogance of certainty.

I pray

That I touch the dirt and dropping as I clean the toilet, And not flinch from the reality of ‘letting-go’

When I start to feel.. separation

I pray

That I see, how I am the killer, the intruder, the rapist, the bad politician the fanatic, the jealous, the vain, the opportunist, the insensitive …

The human !! in all shades

When I start feeling better than and othering.

I pray

Because I don’t know what else to do And so ….

I intentionally surrender

-Rhea