Prayer Without Words

Grasses long and thin
wave gently in the breeze
releasing their seed
to the shaping force
sentient as a seal
while upon the shore
one listening and seeing
in prayer without words
breathes in the life of form,
breathes out a blessing.





9 Responses to “Prayer Without Words”

  1. Composed to the music of the spheres.

  2. wonderful imagery and captures the moment in a lovely way. Thanks, Don.

  3. Lloyd Meeker says:

    When someone asks for the definition of “awe”, I’ll read this poem to them.

  4. David Banner says:

    One of the best…breathtaking…….

  5. Gene Latimer says:

    I love this

  6. Eilish says:

    Really beautiful

  7. Grant Williams says:

    You nailed it. Rumi would like this one….

  8. Tom Wilson says:

    Beautiful, as always, Don. Your poems go to the realm of the unsayable. As Rilke said, “Most experiences are unsayable, they happen in a space that no word has ever entered, and more unsayable than all other things are works of art, those mysterious existences, whose life endures beside our own small, transitory life.”

  9. Pichay says:

    Bamboo around me sing gratitude by day and bull frogs voice concurrence throughout the night for your outbreath of blessing. Thank you, Don.

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