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No Harm in Asking
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Let’s hope for a good day
You and I
Friend
Stranger
I don’t care
In a good way
If you are deserving
And who isn’t
Let’s hope for a good day
We can supplicate
It’s not a trick
Then wait while it happens,
Itself reveling in hours
Waiting
To let us in
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Photo by Marcel Strauß on Unsplash
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Runaway Psalm
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God, lay the morning
Down on us
Softly, unless there
Must be a storm
Give our senses
Easy labor
Except in greater need
Then call us out
To work the needs for people
Who should have
A day in which
To praise you
By still waters
To take breathing lessons
For whatever comes
In the next hour
And forever,
Cherishing each moment
And the way
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Photo by Inés Castellano on Unsplash
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Signing Up
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I’d like to pray for you
I know I don’t
Exactly need your
Permission
But there is some respect
Involved
Discretion
You might be bothered
And I won’t expect
Gratitude
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Maybe I’ll pray badly
With too many
Starts and stops
And stutters
Maybe an angel-coach
Will nudge me
To desist
Stop dissembling
Get to the matter
To the reason for this natter
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The Spirit might say
Please,
Let this one alone
To try
Resist evaluation
Put the book away
This one has faith
Help the unfaith along
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I won’t ask
The prayer is up to me
And to the hearing
Once received
But who is on our side
Is not to worry
In the world
When
The one who made the sides
Who allows
Is listening
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Photo by Pedro Lima on Unsplash
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The House Not at Pooh Corner
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Your story
(see above)
Puts to mind
The mother of
Christopher Robin who
(I may have said
something of this before
don’t stop me
if you’ve heard this)
Took a walk around
The hundred-acre wood
From time to time
And when asked
By her son
Should he join her
She said, no,
But when I return
Greet me as if I had been gone
For a long time
And am returning now
From being away
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Photo by Grayson Smith on Unsplash
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While I Was Writing
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On the news just now,
A hypersonic missile
Purportedly in China
China denies it
We want the same thing
China isn’t evil
Though sometimes
Sometimes we are evil
We all should know better
And we do
We do what we hate
Give it a name,
Security
Secure would be
Not to have these things
In Xanadu,
Kublai Khan decreed
An extraordinary place
And I hope everyone was fed
There
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Alhambra de Granada
Photo by Jorge Fernández Salas on Unsplash
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Prayer for Angry Neighbor
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I’m going to ignore you
And pray for you
That you find what you want
Not as you want it
(sorry, that’s a spiritual rub)
But as one perfectly
Provides
And you are happy
As you’ve never known
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I guess that’s not
So much ignoring,
After all
It’s the other stuff
The stuff that you throw
Down as if to say,
Challenge me
I’ll take you on
Though what you want
Is brittle
And could shatter
With what is left
Call them fragments
Call them splinters
Call it defeat
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That’s probably too much
To pray for now
To keep it simple,
Pray for peace
On the inside for you
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Photo by Siarhei Plashchynski on Unsplash
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Robby
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God, I pray
The shots go well today
And the check after
At the cardiologist’s
Making sure machinery
Is operative
And optimal
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A robot lubricated
Taken through the list
Before launching
Into new missions
Into the
Ordinary beyond
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Robby the Robot in a poster for the original release of The Invisible Boy.
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Grace Is Free
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You tell me the process
That lets out grace
Into the world
I can’t begin to say
Because it is not up to me
While my knowledge says
It’s free and freely given
By one who could
Have charged a lot
Rather made it free
Who releases grace
No one but one
Who does not keep it in a jar
To be dispensed with tickets
Shining and uncornered
But ready through unnailed openings
To give it without reason
Save for an abiding, relentless
Always hoping interest
In love and salvation
Grace is free
It’s freedom
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Photo by Thomas Millot on Unsplash
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Untimely
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I want to sense
The world around me
I suppose most of us do
Even if the world
Has been
An awful place
From time to time
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It is our home
It’s what we have
And should we leave
Before it’s time
Our absence will be
Missed
By angels in the cosmos
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There will be keening
As the rings of heaven
Move against
Each other
In a way
They’re not supposed to
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for all the children killed in schools
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Kids hopscotch game in playground.
Photo by Eric Tompkins on Unsplash
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