Prayer

I don’t know how to pray, or

Who to pray to but when

My daughter was hurt I

Breathed for her, felt my lungs

Expand and I pressed her

Feet, to warm them with my warmth and I

Loved the circle of old ladies in Honduras

Who I was told were praying for her and I

Imagined fairies winding strong golden wire

Around and around and around

To knit her pelvis back

Together, and I wonder,

Is this prayer?

9 thoughts on “Prayer

  1. So breathtakingly beautiful. I can feel your exhale as you push these hopes, these pleas, these prayers out in a hopeful whoosh. I am not at all sure what prayer is either. I once felt so strongly that I did know, but now… I will forever think about your words and define it thus.

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  2. Your poem feels like the most powerful type of prayer–intense, heartfelt and so beautiful. I hope you share your words with your daughter and that she has fully recovered.

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  3. This is a mother’s prayer for certain. And a beautiful one at that. I feel your ache and desire for healing. Thank you so much for sharing and I’m sending extra prayers your way in hopes that healing has or will happen.

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  4. So beautiful and so poignant. I am thinking how moms breathe for the babies in the beginning, before they’re born…then that metaphor of breathing for them when hurt…so very powerful and true. Willing the healing to happen. I can see those old Honduran ladies gathered round her, and even the fairies knitting broken bones. As for prayer – yes. “Amen” means “so be it.”

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  5. So deep and full of love in a few short lines. I love your image of the golden wire holding the pelvis together. It must have been so traumatic. I hope she is fully recovered now. So good to know that local ladies were praying for her too.

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