Walking prayer,
is heard by God…
feet giving voice…
padding slowly
as pilgrims
travel
in journey
to HimSilent
centering prayer,
so still
to mirror
what is real,
to collect that
self, which shows
Him clearerWelcome prayer,
embracing
the stories,
each chapter,
and each word
of this tale
…this yet unfinished
book of lifeBreath prayer,
that intimate
resuscitation
with just a word
or two.
Oh, Breath of Life,
bring life to me.Examination,
at days end
to find
a grateful
expression
of recognition;
the Covering
that has kept me.Painting
or poem,
heart to hand,
a creative prayer
meant to share,
a gift to be given
and prayed again.
This poem has left out so many ways to connect with God! But, how grateful I am that there are so many ways to connect and be present with the Lord.