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Mille Grazie per Preghiera

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Mille Grazie per Preghiera

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I feel as if

I should offer

A prayer

To God

For something

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Gratitude

Confession

Promise or

At least desire

To do better

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Petition,

Intercession

Plus my own things

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I’m not sure

How that’s the praise

That’s called for

While it seems

Mostly like complaining

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Except to say thank you;

Maybe there’s praise

In that

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Photo by Wilhelm Gunkel on Unsplash

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sorry for any Italian language that I broke

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thank you

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Kieran Levi

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Kieran Levi

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He has been wonderfully named

Kieran for his Irish father

Levi for his Jewish mother

But he has gotten sick

With a respiratory disease we are told

Is severe and contagious

Over the weekend, his temperature dropped

From 102 to 99,

Which is something

My brother, his grandfather

Sent us a message with a photograph of

An infant surrounded by machines

If you have a moment and don’t mind,

Please pray for Kieran Levi

Birth might be traumatic

And three months is just a start

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Photo by Yoksel 🌿 Zok on Unsplash

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Pagan Petition

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Pagan Petition

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Freya of the

Earth,

On your day

I ask for

Such a small part

Of the world

To borrow

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Where I stand

Where I sit

Where I might lie down

For a while

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Yes, I mean

What metaphors might mean

Yes, I need a place

As trolls need caves

Only with a door

And a wide window

And some plumbing

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It would be home

Until it’s a time again

For wandering

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Please

And thank you,

Lord and lady of

Earth and earthiness

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Reliefbüste “FREYJA”, Amalienstraße 51, Fürth

Wofro – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=21650063

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Petition

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God is good

(it’s how we start

a certain prayer)

And God must bear

What’s evil

Not for lack of love

But for the gift of will

That was

A gift of love

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We think angels

Don’t have it

Yet there was a war

In heaven

They will match up

At Armageddon,

The last ranks

And those who last

Will join us in

New heaven

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Creation is broken

We have stories

We can mend it now

Imperfectly

But make a circle

Others know how

And would show us

If we bring down

The barriers

Yes, the real walls

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There is legacy

In circles

Protection, celebration

The will to live

Because there’s love

Unashamed

Enduring

Persisting when

That’s all there is

Because the rest

Feels on fire

If only for a time

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Wait as in be patient

Wait as in attend

But we have one gift to give

Give it now

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Photo by Buzz Andersen on Unsplash

Kalapana, United States

I was visiting the Big Island of Hawaii with some friends and family, and my brother convinced the group to take a lava tour by boat. I always kind of balk a little bit at overtly touristy stuff like that, but I think everyone was a pretty shocked when we got our first look at the Kalapana Lava Flow after about a half hour boat trip down the coast. It’s such an awesome, phantasmagorical sight and, since they actually get surprisingly close to the spots where the rivers of lava meet the ocean and throw up sulfurous steam clouds, also a pretty visceral sensory experience.

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Petition

Petition

 

There’s pain everywhere,

And I don’t think I’m

Doing

Much about it

Issues in the neighborhood

Still stand

In the house are

Grievances unspoken, which go

Better than confrontations

Bearing fruit in violence,

If only verbal

 

And so with all

The awfulness that’s

Really going on—sickness,

Death,

Wanting to rush around

The scientific process

 

For fear of more

That’s terrible—I ask

Maybe we ask

For something better than we

Tend to be

A cure

At least a treatment for more

Than symptoms (though

grateful for that),

Frankly, a beatific day

Not until tomorrow

 

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Image by Adina Voicu from Pixabay

 

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Petition

 

While I slept, I slept

It’s not so easy anymore

Being tired isn’t enough

I need to know something was

Done

While I was awake

Nothing monumental

Something small will do

Something small I might have done

For you

 

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