Poetry As Prayer

Trapped in an edgy wilderness of discontent,

separated from rescue,

 not by choice,

but by an inexplicable closing

 of the heart,

I write.

I write because

it is something I know to do.

It is something I can do

while waiting for

an inexplicable opening of the heart

which can’t be forced,

but will be welcomed

with gratitude when it comes.







This entry was posted in poetry.

2 comments on “Poetry As Prayer

  1. Dabney says:

    Will wait with you.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Tish says:

    Thank you, Joan, for this true and beautiful expression of “how it is now.”

    Liked by 1 person

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