Saturday, March 2, 2013

Betting on prayer

Betting on prayer      

I grew up impoverished.

After many years, I noticed

innumerable jewels  

lay scattered at my feet.

Yet, I remained poor because,

I refused to take off my boxing gloves

long enough to scoop them up.  
So years later –

with great effort and daring –    

I took off the gloves. 

Yet, I remain poor because,

most of the jewels proved to be paste.

Now my naked heart and hands

are folded in prayer, which may, also,

be mostly paste -- we shall see –

but, what great treasure

has a poor man to lose anyway

betting on prayer?

O child of God, veils within and without

obscure the treasure of infinite worth.


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