praying: | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine

racing thoughts
are as true

as a drunk’s promise.
whispering words,

i become
soothing scarlet light.

unhurried pulse.
the scent of green grass.

giving up
language.

a cloud of fireflies
covers cold glass.

the moon hangs
like an amber stone.

 

RICK DAVIS

Rick Davis lives in the Chicago area, USA.  He is married to Marianne. Marianne has five children, and twenty-four grand & great-grandchildren.  They have a loved cat & dog.  Rick graduated from Northeastern Illinois University, and several graduate schools.  He’s has worked in market research and other positions.  He has worked as a volunteer pastoral counselor at Blind Service Association in Chicago, and at the University of Illinois Hospital at Chicago.  He is an ordained minister and interfaith Rabbi.