Intermediate Awakenings
hands folded
heart prayerful
we request lives we touch
be made more beautiful
to our astonishment
we hear a voice benign
telepathic and unmistakable
‘no one is yours, all are mine’
we did not give up easily
‘oh lord, please intervene’
the answer is succinct
‘be still, that truth be seen’
the admonishment continued
‘who you are, in silence recall
if you pray for betterment
then pray for one and all’
relinquishing attachment
renouncing every fear
I stood silent in my emptiness
waiting for God to appear
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