Tuesday, June 24, 2008

prayer

air conditioner words
cool comforting
wanting nothing in return

a kind of silence
with words waiting
patiently inside

dust on Mars
having no breeze
to help realize
what it is

patina
of hope
covering everything

2 comments:

martin said...

This is my prayer…

shadows fold within shadows of the rose

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hi martin! Each dream shows something new and contemplative.