Poem Hunter
Trying To Pray
(13 December 1927 – 25 March 1980 / Ohio)

Trying To Pray

This time, I have left my body behind me, crying
In its dark thorns.
There are good things in this world.
It is dusk.
It is the good darkness
Of women's hands that touch loaves.
The spirit of a tree begins to move.
I touch leaves.
I close my eyes and think of water.

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It can be an effort to pray, which is perhaps why he thinks of other matters, 'There are good things in this world.' I agree.
Crying. Water. Baptism. Life sustaining. Amazing...