prayer incarnate

How did you pray, body and breath,

those wilderness days beneath

stars that made promises,

sand through your hands

counting moments since creation,

each grain an erosion of the whole;

how did you pray, body and spirit

sticky with honey and blood;

how did you pray between

the river and salt sea, between

the jackal and the night owl, eerie,

between soft camel hair

and the hard-nosed rock;

how did you pray, body and soul

when you were prayer incarnate?

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