The Nature of Prayer – a poem by Carol Alena Aronoff

The Nature of Prayer

A rosary of flowers,
a litany of birdsong,
cricketspeak and
traveler’s palm
No need to light
candles as sun
illuminates the space
between branches
and leaves, warms
the petals of plumeria
and puakenekene
so they release their
fine incense to fill
the air with scents
of the sacred.

Nature’s temples,
abide in silence
and beauty,
surrounded by
swirl and torrent,
cycles of tumult
and calm inseparable.
All part of that
divine, seamless fabric
imbued with
intelligence and spirit,
patterned and naked
awareness. No need
to pray or ask for
anything, just rest.


Carol Alena Aronoff, Ph.D. is a psychologist, teacher, poet. Her work has appeared in numerous journals and anthologies and won several prizes. She was twice nominated for a Pushcart.  She published a chapbook and five books of poetry: The Nature of Music, Cornsilk, Her Soup Made the Moon Weep, Blessings From an Unseen World and Dreaming Earth’s Body (with Betsie Miller-Kusz).

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