Monday, April 29, 2013

some of us pray screaming napowrimo #29

i lifted my hands in prayer
because i had a dream that that
my heart hitched too far
south. some days, even the
sky has no answers.

it hailed last night;
i watched the clouds
turn black before the
sun escaped. mother
nature had come home
drunk, took her pain
out on the children. i
meditated by the window,
heard the tantrum
behind the blinds.

patience never had to understand
god, to keep the bruises
from hurting.

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