Another Prayer




God, burn me up.
I am exhausted
Re-framing my life.
But it always works.

I don’t find You
Coddling me much.
Thinking my way through
Has lost it’s elan.

I watch and listen
For what shows up.
I’m lucky I’m interested
Except when I’m not.

This morning I sat awhile
In my favorite chair.
My sister bought it.
I feel her love.

How could it be
This warmth in my heart
Intrigues me more
Than Lourdes or the Louvre?

You leave me charred.
I take a microscope
To the smooth and craggy face.
It is so beautiful to me.


-CA 2014



2 Responses to “Another Prayer”

  1. Barbara McDaniel on July 1st, 2014

    My heart and chest swell to read this ~

  2. Irene on July 2nd, 2014

    Peaches yellow
    Plums black
    Body aging
    Lord, sing me home.

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