Trying To Pray Poem by James Arlington Wright

Trying To Pray

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This time, I have left my body behind me, crying
In its dark thorns.
Still,
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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
michael walker. 29 July 2019

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.

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Smoky Hoss 22 February 2017

Crying. Water. Baptism. Life sustaining. Amazing...

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