Sunday, September 11, 2016

9.5.16 Saying small prayers

I'm out there in the early evening with the brisk cool air soothing all the heat-cookedness away, in nightgown and sandals , watching the formations and colorations 
that come and go so quickly, 
thinking about ancestral lands 
and unfairness 
and saying small prayers
that all beings be deeply honored.



 

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