Sunday prayer for inner peace


To be an elephant, unchained, unhunted, free
Born into the belonging and the breadth
Of trails to walk and streams to visit, of family

To be closer to whatever gods are watching
Than we, glaring upward from freshly-mown divisions
Demanding retribution for petty crimes, can conceive

To swallow such grace that it fills my sharp edges
And leaves my dried-up skin of anger and rejection
To decay under the weight of heavy feet and abundant souls

~ Liesl Dineen 2015

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