Morning Prayers
Wearing tallit and praying shacharit
with loving intent, my prayers
become electronic donations to this
messianic era, and allow me to shed
the synthetic skin of ego
and become the rhetoric of beauty.
Life is noisy, but my prayers
transforms harshness to the music
of soothing harps
as I touch the sunlight’s tear ducts
of blossoming compassion
releasing memory – the gravity of mind.
I float above walden pond
and into psalm 23.
I am a quiet summer breeze.
(tallit – prayer shawl; shacharit – morning prayer service)
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