Prayer poems fall out of the ether,
like ladybugs and dandelion fluff,
shooting stars, and the fallen lashes
we cup in our hands before blowing
them into the breeze, wishes in the wind.
Apr13
Prayer poems fall out of the ether,
like ladybugs and dandelion fluff,
shooting stars, and the fallen lashes
we cup in our hands before blowing
them into the breeze, wishes in the wind.