Prayer irrigates the earth and heart
– St. Francis / Love Poems from God – Daniel Ladinski
How does prayer water my soul?
How can it soften the cracks that have yawned so wide?
How can it fill those holes in me that echo with despair?
What part of the whole am I?
What is diminished when I turn away?
What holes do I leave in that leaving?
When will I learn to listen to your voice?
When will I open to your presence?
When will you come?
Where is the quiet space that lets life blossom?
Where are the thin places in my life, in my soul,
Where I can find you, if I’ll seek, knock, ask?
Why does my prayer sound echoes in my soul?
Why can I not connect to your grace and fullness?
Why won’t you answer me, this morning?
Does prayer answer my questions, or, in acknowledging them,
Do I open myself to the rain of your grace?
Can you sneak up behind me and catch me with a hug?
I so need your embrace, and with my prayer, this morning,
I embrace my need as the very opening that makes the space for you;
The crack in my soul where you can enter.
Will you enter?