Prayer
After William Morris’ blown glass sculpture, Standing Stone, 1985
(photo by Christina Hulet)
The mighty glass sculpture stands tall
on its pedestal. Its milky white surface
translucent, more moonstone than pearl.
I see how it radiates the museum’s spotlight
as if lit from within. How the smooth, steady
ridges widen base to top, drawing my eyes up.
It reminds me how much I wait for You
to call me by name, to tap me on the shoulder,
and deliver map and compass and comfort food.
Send me angels, I say, with megaphones and flares.
Light my path, I beg, even if just with votive candles.
But all I hear You say is: Be still. Be you.
Christina Hulet lives on Bainbridge Island, Washington with her husband and two boys. She has spent her career doing public policy and community work, including as policy advisor to a former Governor, as an elected school board member, and through her business helping organizations improve outcomes in health care, equity, and other initiatives. She has participated in several poetry workshops, including through Fishplate Poetry and Poets on the Coast.
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