Praying
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but a doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
From Thirst
©Mary Oliver
Beacon Press2006
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Kristos Voskres! Voistinu voskres!
Kristo gesso! Buhar ha sho nay!
Le Christ est levé
Se levanta Cristo
Χριστός αυξάνεται