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May I find on my long journey inward -
winding my ways along the inner labyrinth -
balance
wholeness
peace
connectedness.
May I find love of self and love of others -
not because I deserve it,
nor because I prayed so hard,
or performed the rituals the right way,
or believed so strongly and so sincerely…
A gift of grace I ask, o please -
I don’t know what else to do,
or who to ask -
in return
I will plant a prayer flag of hope
in the hard clay of my heart.
I will try to love my neighbor each day,
even when they refuse to use their turn signals.
O Trickster God may it amuse you to impart this gift
I dream of receiving, I dream of sharing,
that sacred gift most overlooked,
an ordinary day -
I offer this my prayer
to the dark echoing void.
