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Perhaps: A Prayer
If I speak at just the right time
With just the right words
With well-chosen volume, tone, tenor and pitch
Perhaps
There will be an ear to hear the real sorrow in my heart
Of the one’s who bear a real generation after generation hurt
Perhaps
If I pray at just the right time, under the steeple that holds all the people
With well-chosen words
In four-walls, holy and hallowed, sacred and filled with appropriate thee’s and thou’s
A crack in the hardness will melt a bit
Mercy and grace will find a way through it
Healing will look and find her way in
But what if I do
Much more than I have
Bearing more weight than the things that I’ve said
Imagine each of us
Able
Perhaps
To do and make change
Touch someone, reach someone
With acts of reconciliation, healing and love
Every word
Every prayer
Maybe they will be multiplied over and over again
Rippling and ebbing
Flowing from this shore to that shore
East coast and west coast
Flooded in acts of loving our neighbor
Asking forgiveness
And simply doing the one thing we all can do
Love
Love is a verb
Do justice, love mercy
Make my days matter
Multiply my remaining
Give me a heart for the hurting
And place me on roads inward to work toward
A long season of sacred healing
Take all I have
And use it for good
Amen
And amen, again and again
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the poem is thought-provoking…the photo/quote makes me just sigh, ‘yes.’