Prayer – a poem by Jonathan K. Rice

Prayer Evening prayer inhabits the chapel where I kneel as wind blows purple wisteria outside the heavy wood door. God listening perhaps through top heavy oaks whose roots crack sidewalk, street, water main, baptizing the neighborhood, the ground, my shoes, my feet. I plod off through the night, the mud, the darkness.   Jonathan K. […]

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