“Being human, we struggle constantly to stay with the miracle of what is and not to fall constantly into the black hole of what is not.”― Mark Nepo, The Book of Awakening

If prayers
were just breathing
out fragments of hope,
I would send them on the winds
over treacherous slopes…
I’d blow them over mountains, over valleys and plains,
I’d whisper in the silence and free you from pain…
Just incline your ear to the core of your being,
listen to your heartbeat
to the thoughts you believe…
in the still hours of love,
with the resonance of grace,
I will call out your name,
as your bravely exhale,
and shout out your sorrow in connections of light,
surround you with angels who honor your plight…
my tears softly listen to the meaning of your sighs,
to the density of heartbreak
where deep pain resides,
as they fall
softly
and lovingly
onto healing grounds,
let me show you the realm
where joy still abounds…
I can’t uncry the sadness
nor unbreak your heart,
for we live in the current that sets us apart…
©AllysoAlly2021