Another kind of prayer
I pray in poems, weaving my yearnings into verses that dance upon the page, a sacred tapestry of hopes and desires. Yet, I yearn to transcend the confines of written words, to learn to pray through the very essence of my being. I want to pray through the rhythm of my breath, a symphony of inhales and exhales that whispers my intentions to the universe. I seek to pray through the vivid landscapes of my dreams, through the restless nights that bear witness to the turmoil of my soul. I long to pray through the boundless expanse of love, and … Continue reading Another kind of prayer