A Prayer – a poem by Prudence T.K. Vasquez

A Prayer

Seconds are history’s dust
seen buoyant in sun-shafts.
We are present, all,
willing or not.

May our particles
be neither dirt, nor glitter,
nor lung-scratching refuse.
but clean silver
even gold,
that we might
reflect. 

Prudence T.K. Vasquez is a poet living and writing in her own quiet Rivendell amidst the misty mountains of southern Appalachia.