Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.
Camille Pissarro
Prayer
Open the Entrance
I am trying to find calm
Looking everywhere for it
My insides so disquieted
It comes to me not from within
But from without
In the cooing of a bird
I do not recognize
Not exotic – simple grey like
But the rhythm of its song soothes the tempests
coo
coo
coo
Help me hear and peer beyond myself
Take in
The Rhythm of calm
Your song of peace
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